Fire & Ice

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 →

Ghostbusting

It's October.  That spooky time of year.  And what's more scary than ghosts and dating?  Honestly, you could give me the option of a haunted house and a dating app and I'd probably go for the house.  And I HATE haunted houses.  I get irrationally scared and the entire time I'm wishing I was at... 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 →

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 →

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