About Me


Oh, hello there. Welcome to my blog.

Thanks. Can I ask you a few questions?


Ok. Who are you?

My name is Heather.

Can you elaborate?

I am a child of the 1980s. I married my high school sweetheart. We have three kids together, bought our dream house {in the form of a little yellow 1950s cottage in Denver} and promptly moved in with all our cats and built a chicken coop in the backyard. I was a cosmetologist before I had kids. I homeschool said kids. I love art, making art, creating things, doing nothing, decorating my house, driving a different way every time I come home, baking, pinot grigio, and Starbucks. I'm from a nuclear family, raised Lutheran but now just calling myself a Christian because Christ > Martin Luther. I think Sasquatches just might exist after all, but I firmly believe babies are born perfect and don't need surgery if they're perfectly healthy {more on that here} and I speak out about that a lot, much to the chagrin of people who follow me on social media. I like all music except jazz because there's little order to it. I try and keep a clean house, but I'm not a naturally clean or organized person. I drive a Volvo because of my pride in my Swedish heritage and my love of safety. I have an anxiety disorder, but I'm learning to live with it and just starting to talk about it. I'm also a Colorado native--

Okay, that's enough navel gazing.

Oh. Okay.

Why is this blog called Last Day Ago?

When I was a little girl, I would talk about things we'd recently done by saying, "Remember how last day ago we went to..." and since this blog is mostly about what my family has recently been up to, I named it Last Day Ago. 

Interesting. Why did you start blogging?

It's not that I think my life is all that interesting. I'm not trying to get a bunch of followers, but this blog has turned into more of a digital scrapbook for me over the years. I started blogging in 2007 when my husband and I decided we'd like to start a family. So I started blogging about my first pregnancy, and it just kept going from there. My older posts are super embarrassing. Maybe don't read anything that isn't a month old or newer?

We'll see about that. If you had to share the most important, significant thing about yourself, what would you want us to know?

Jesus Christ is the most important thing about me.

So you're one of those Christians, eh?

Sure am.

What about your family, who are they and what are they like?

Well, there's my husband Justin Sander. Sometimes I call him Justin, sometimes I call him Sander. He fixes everything, from our cars to our home to our breakfasts on the weekends. He's a Mr. Mom type, and very left brained. He is a system engineer in the audio/video industry. In high school, before we got together, I thought he was the biggest nerd and he thought I was annoying. Both of us were right.

Then there's our firstborn, Eisley {EYES-lee}. When she was a baby I dressed her all girly in pink and ruffles. If I'd known the girl she'd turn out to be, I'd have never done that. She loves Star Wars, Minecraft, building robots, riding her bike, and being awesome. She's a good kid.

Violet is our middle child who has strawberry blond hair and was born with a "V" on her forehead {true story} that comes out and turns red when she's mad. Which is often enough. But she's our girly girl who will kill spiders and chew out boy bullies on the playground while wearing princess dresses. She also loves Minecraft, manicures, and is always the first to offer to help with chores.

Paxton is our last born. He's a total clown, typical baby of the family. He also loves Minecraft {are you picking up on a pattern, here?}, Ghostbusters, weapons, and cars. He's also showing signs of musical talent, but he's just four so we're basically just happy he is potty trained now. Speaking of, despite what they say about boys, he was our best potty trainer. He's never had an accident and doesn't wet the bed and--

Okay, I'm gonna cut you off right there. No one cares about that kind of stuff. 

Oh. Sorry.

Well I think we have the information we need to make a judgement on whether we want to keep reading this blog or not. 



Oh, okay. Bye!

Wait, one more question.


Where's the bathroom?

Oh, right here.


Sure thing.