I just wrote an epic post and when I pressed publish, it got deleted. akjdlsakjdlakjdaljkdaljdilaksdjalsj dowperiuwljdsnkasd Ok. Let’s try again. Thank you all for your sweet comments on my…
This is a very true life post. I wasn’t sure even if I wanted to blog this—I was just going to journal it—but somewhere out there there must be…
Though sometimes I try to be. How is that after every single bike ride my right leg turns black? Every time and only my right. These “battle marks” make…
The chili was a success! It might have been some of the best I’ve ever made, actually. Really! Sadly I had to forgo the noodles (didn’t have any and…
Earlier I asked on twitter what “intricate and complex” meal I should cook for myself. Should it be my mom’s homemade chili or macaroni and cheese? I don’t know…
A blog is a beautiful thing. You see, I have the power to write about whatever I want, whenever I want and make seemingly outrageous proclamations to the entire…
Last night, after my glass of wine and my Amy’s Indian meal (that I topped with feta for no other reason other than the fact that the feta was…
This post deserves a disclaimer. Let it be noted that I am neither an alcoholic or on the verge of a mental breakdown. I’m simply a mid-twenties girl living…
In regards to my last post, no, I will not be letting go of my favorite mug. I just can’t. We’ve been through too much together. However, in the…