Somehow, I’ve managed to avoid all conversations related to snowmaggedons, polar vortexes, and solar vortexes. And yet, I could feel it coming. Th...
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I distinctly remember when smoothies became a presence in my life. It was in high school, when the first Jamba Juice opened in a strip mall near m...
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Back when LiveJournal was the leading blogging platform, I didn't quite understand the concept of being 'found' on the Internet. I wrote, unapologet...
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There is no perfect time for perfect, it seems. In our modern age, we're all trying to tackle that elusive concept: perfect timing. We want to qui...
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For Matt’s 30th birthday, I baked him a German Chocolate Cake — his favorite, and my very first layered cake. I only had one cake pan at the t...
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At some point, it became expected that whenever I would go home to visit my family, I would bring a delicious baked good (or goods). In some ways,...
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We're packing in trips like there's no tomorrow before these babies arrive. We still have some time (I'm nearly halfway there!), but with my growi...
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Back in the early days of blogging, links were the best way to discover new sites, content, and voices around the Internet. Everyone seemed to hav...
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We all lie to ourselves on a daily basis. Whether it’s a little or a lot, about the small stuff or the big stuff, these lies get us through our da...
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Have you ever wanted to just pack up your things and jet? Having lived in San Francisco for nearly a decade, I’ve been feeling generally exhaust...
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This past weekend, Matt and I took a little road trip to the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs (more on that later). I took the day off from work on Frida...
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Weekends are the longest and shortest days when you are a parent. Especially during summer days in the PNW that feel both beautifully and painfull...