I'm writing this post from Matt's parents' house in Ohio, where we're currently celebrating his dad's 70th birthday. It's one of the few times I'm f...
My drive to work is approximately an hour and twenty minutes long. Each way. In the summer, I start my day around 7:30 am, wearing a coat. I walk ...
It feels inevitable now. That at some point, I would have started to feel homesick, or perhaps sick for the past. Our transition, the move, the bi...
My sophomore year of college, I had a revelation: that I had the power to feed myself. And I'm not talking about grabbing burritos from the local ...
March is lot like a long, flat stretch of road somewhere. It’s far enough away from where you’ve left (winter) and not quite to where you’re h...
How many social media accounts do you have? One? Two? Eight? I'm a card-carrying member of Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, Pinterest, Instagram, and...
Today I'm sharing a recipe I developed in partnership with Thrive Culinary Algae Oil. All opinions are my own. Thanks so much for supporting the b...
Every year, I look forward to summer with the sort of anticipation that can only be described as childish. I am eager for the longer days and the ...