My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
Watching Chocolat while on Whole30 was probably a bad idea. Also, what even was that movie and how was it nominated for an Oscar? What I wouldn't do for a Caramello right now. Mmmmm...nom nom nom. I have been informed by a friend that I talk in my sleep and that even then, I'm sarcastic. ... Continue Reading →
Another week into 2020 and here we are. I cannot express to you how boring my life is right now. I cook, I sleep, I work, I write. Rinse. Repeat. My social life has taken a real hit. And by real hit, I mean it's non-existent. On one hand it's quite relieving to say no... Continue Reading →
My sister asked me what I wanted for Christmas and the only thing I could come up with was a black hoodie. Love me a black hoodie. I wear mine at least 6 days a week. It's the one consistent thing I do. Grown-up Christmas lists are hard. It really is true - you get... Continue Reading →
I spent my Sunday night being a basic bitch with a little paint and sip action. This painting started as a wedding gift...ten years ago. No joke. I ended up not going to said wedding and they have since divorced. So it has been behind my couch since 2010 collecting dust...until now. I'm not quite... Continue Reading →
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I took the day off this year as you might have noticed. I spent the day with a beautiful group of friends that started with a polite spritz and ended in broadway show tunes. My favorite kind of day. I was extremely thankful for the gift of... Continue Reading →
Finally watching Mandalorian while it's raining outside and my heart is so full! Please give me more rainy days. I miss the rain. I miss the thunder and the lightning and how it creates this symphony of nature. I know rain is correlated with sadness and depression but it brings me a sense of rebirth. ... Continue Reading →
I am currently watching The Mistletoe Secret on the Hallmark channel and, truth be told, it should have stayed a secret. Yikes. And if I say that, that it must be really bad because I love romance more than you love your boyfriend. I am a hooker for corny rom-coms but I vote NO to... Continue Reading →
It happened. My worst nightmare. That thing of urban legends - that irrational fear I have had ever since I was a child. My hand was in the garbage disposal - oh you know where this is going - and it magically turned on. It was off. I made sure of it...three times...because I'm a... Continue Reading →
My suitcase is still sitting on my couch and I can't bring myself to unpack it because ALL I WANT TO DO IS LIVE IN A CASTLE AND DANCE. And quite honestly, I really don't think that's asking too much. They're all over Europe. No one is living in them. They're environmentally friendly. They're built... Continue Reading →
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 →
**RETROSPECTACULAR** 