Empty Chairs & Empty Tables

Aaaaaaaaaaand my belly-button is missing.  My life has become a never ending Oktoberfest.  What are standards?  Tell me all about them.  Sign me up for the Biggest Loser:  Quarantine Edition.  I had two boxes of Lean Pockets and a cherry coke for dinner the other night.  I had one friend who was giving me a... Continue Reading →

Kryptonite

May it be marked in history that last night this girl had the craziest hankering for ravioli of all time.  That's all I could think about.  My current gluten and dairy free gotta-fit-into-that-bridesmaids-dress-diet does not allow Italian treats.  OR any treats of any kind for that matter.  [insert single teardrop down my cheek]  Can't my... Continue Reading →

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