My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
I would have been Sporty Spice. That is said with the assumption that Drunk Spice wasn't an option. I love sports. I do. I was raised on it. It's one of the main ingredients to what binds my family together. And now it's that time of year when I wear orange and black once a... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was the 18th anniversary of 9/11. 18 years ago, I sat through my 8am class at Indiana University unaware of the horror happening in our country. Those were the days when I channeled my undiagnosed A.D.D. through doodling, writing lyrics and literal daydreaming which, often times, morphed into sleeping through class. Whoops. I will... Continue Reading →
I discovered this week that my trust issues reach as far as the sea. Literally. If you've never seen a woman pee in utter fear, go boating in the ocean with me. I honestly had no idea how afraid of the ocean I was until that moment. I was certain a shark was going to... Continue Reading →
Well, it happened. I'm 36. The floating beer pong was a giant success as was the crate of coconuts that were delivered to my door. Dare I say, the world could use more coconuts. Truly. Even the moon, full in all its glory, showed up for me. (Selenophile (n.) A person who loves the moon) ... Continue Reading →
***GAME OF THRONES SPOILERS AHEAD*** ...you've been warned and also I fart in your general direction. I've got two more weeks to talk about Game of Thrones and so I shall. My only hope at this point will be that there's a Fanta on the table this week. What is even happening anymore? I... Continue Reading →
I just want to preface this by saying there are NO Game of Thrones spoilers in blog. But there should be. Honestly, I love how people actually have the gall to be upset. It is not my fault you couldn't watch the game. When I missed the 2018 women's Olympic gold medal hockey match -... Continue Reading →
I went with a friend to Vegas to surprise her dad for his 70th birthday this past weekend. Celebrate good times we did. Drinking, gambling and sunshine by the pool? Ummm, yes please all the time. For a good cause? Even better. I was one happy tambourine last weekend. Vegas is where I am my... Continue Reading →
Well I've done it again people. The death toll in my apartment is on the rise. This time it was an aloe plant which means a few things. A - I'm a certified idiot capable of the impossible and B - I have no business owning a plant. So I did what any other serial... Continue Reading →
I can only hope that one day when I win an Oscar, whatever comes out of my mouth is poignant, bleep-less and spoken without a piece of paper that looks like a CVS receipt. God, who doesn't want a little more Olivia Coleman in their life? The first hostless Oscars in 30 years - which... Continue Reading →
