Hello my little friends. I feel like I say this every week and I'm becoming that old lady who says the same thing over and over again without noticing but I mean it when I say this week has been crazy. From fires and engagements to scripts and Christmas specials on Netflix, Costa Rica planning... Continue Reading →
FALL in Love
Maybe this is me admitting I'm a basic bitch, but Fall is my favorite time of ever. Coming from a girl with a summer birthday, that's a bold statement. I love the crisp air, the early nightfall, the flannel, the fireplaces, the blankets - I'm into it, okay? It's also that time of year when... Continue Reading →
Love You, Mean It
I am currently on a plane headed to the Midwest for Ann Arbor to celebrate my aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary. Yes, that's them - how cute are they? These two humans have chosen to stay together for 5 decades. Kinda blows your mind a little bit doesn’t it? I don’t think I like... Continue Reading →
Maternal Me
What do you want? Question of my life. I want to live in a castle but like one with good insulation and a giant library full of first editions and velvet couches. I want old maps that hold secrets of treasures unknown. I want a lazy river moat full of mermaids and waterfalls and potions... Continue Reading →
the last kiss
I had the absolute honor of standing by one of my best friends this past weekend as she said I DO to the man she met in a lazy river in Vegas. Talk about finding love in a hopeless place. The ceremony was almost as beautiful as the bride. She was a total smokeshow. It... Continue Reading →
Dog Days are Over
Yesterday was fun. I got 61 pricks on my back at the allergist. If you don't know my history with needles, here's a brief synopsis. When I was four years old, my brother tripped me and I fell and cracked my head open on a hearth just below my right brow-bone by my eye. This... Continue Reading →
Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For
Another trip around the sun in the books. I'm 35 now. That happened. That number seems so old to me but I also feel so disconnected from it. I don't really associate myself with the number my birthday represents. I think I stopped counting a decade ago. It doesn't say much about who I am... Continue Reading →
525,600 minutes
I'm a daydreamer and a night thinker. I always have been. I sleep with one eye open, which might be because I have FOMO or maybe because I have PTSD from when my apartment was broken into while I was sleeping but most definitely because my OFF switch has been disabled. I may look dormant,... Continue Reading →
Rise Up
I don't know about you, but I need a reason to smile. With everything going on in the world around me, I'm not sure whether to put together a survival kit and start a revolution or to follow my heart to Australia and make it official. What on earth is happening? Where am I? It's... Continue Reading →