How many social media accounts do you have? One? Two? Eight? I'm a card-carrying member of Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, Pinterest, Instagram, and...
This recipe couldn’t be better timed. Today is officially Cinco de Mayo, and in addition to sharing some links (at the bottom of the post) to so...
I've been in sort of a tizzy this week. I was crazy nervous to see the Cooking Channel segment that Matt and I filmed ages ago with Tracy and Mega...
This is a sponsored post in partnership with Oregon Country Beef, a family ranch-owned co-op, and PCC Community Markets. All words and opinions ar...
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...
There was a time when I was a die-hard Jersey girl. New Jersey was the first place I ever lived in America and for a girl who had a sizable collec...
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...
I've been thinking about summer a lot lately. With all of this rain that has been pounding the San Francisco Bay Area, it's hard not to want to sn...
We spent the past weekend in the state of Washington celebrating my delightful friend Megan and her equally-delightful new husband Sam. There’s ...
Have you ever kept something a really big secret? Something you've never shared with anyone? I was amazed at how long Matt kept his proposal plans...
Whenever I go skiing, I often find myself in the following position: standing at the top of a big hill, staring down and being completely taken by...