It's been decided. Ice cream sandwiches are definitely the best way to celebrate an occasion. This is the second time I am writing about Matt in the...
Matt went to Las Vegas for the weekend to hang out with his brother so I was left to my own devices. Usually, when Matt goes away, I start to feve...
When I lived in Italy, I learned three very important things. Don't talk about God. Don't talk about politics. And eat pasta as a first course. I'...
I want to wear a pretty dress for you.It's Spring. Somewhat officially. And here in the Bay Area, that means every girl is plotting her next Per...
There are few things better in life than a hot summer day, a cold dip in an ocean/lake/pool, a run through the sprinklers, a bowl full of watermel...
Around this time last year, we were beginning to hunker down. Preparing for the twins' arrival. We hadn't yet realized that we'd be moving to Seat...
Back when LiveJournal was the leading blogging platform, I didn't quite understand the concept of being 'found' on the Internet. I wrote, unapologet...
On our first date, Matt tried to convince me to read his favorite book, Infinite Jest (I had no intention, he would soon find out just how stubbor...
"I want to show you something," she often says with pride these days. Sometimes, it is a new toy. Sometimes, a "fancy trick" on the playground (cu...
I’m not usually very good at staying silent. I’m often quick to judge and make a statement. In the heat of the moment, I often see things in b...
To love a city is to get involved in a complicated relationship. It means to persevere in the face of inconveniences — stairs and cobblestones, ...
