Love Will Find a Way

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 →

It’s All Coming Back to Me

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 →

Thank You, Next

Real talk.  Fruit flies.  Where do they come from?  It makes me crazy.  I'm not a dirty person.  I keep a pretty clean ship and then I'll be reading before I go to bed and one just whizzes by and it's like EXCUSE ME, SIR?!  And once you seen one, you can't just go back... 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 →

Where did the Good Go?

We have a knack, as a society, to focus on the bad.  I even catch myself doing it from time to time.  I tend to focus on the things I don't have, the things I'm not good at, the parts I don't love about my body and what I haven't accomplished yet.  Why am I... Continue Reading →

Wander~ful

Not all who wander are lost. J.R.R. Tolkien I was told recently that in this lifetime I'm supposed to find my home.  To stay grounded and make roots.  If that is the case, I'm 100% failing at life.  My suitcase is always on standby.  I can't seem to stay put.  My life is a bit... Continue Reading →

Is it Over Yet?

Hi, it's me, your friend the walking corpse.  I am going to say something that is going to make a lot of you mad.  I need a 3 month siesta.  I realize I spend a large portion of my life on vacation.  In my defense, they are all micro-vacations.  I need a giant chunk of... 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 →

Days of Magic

Songs take me back to particular moments or windows in my life.  Music is transcendent like that.  Growing up, after morning swim practice in the summertime, we would go to my friend's house and listen to Jagged Little Pill on repeat the rest of the day.  That album was very much the soundtrack of my... Continue Reading →

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