I've been a huge fan of Amanda's beautiful site, give me flour, for some time now. Her writing makes me want to travel to her homeland of Brazil, ...
When you're young, you probably don't think too much about life. I'm not talking about life, I'm talking about LIFE. With the context of where you...
Few things are more satisfying than writing in the rain. For a person who tends to be go go go, rain is a great excuse to throw on a pair of sweat...
All of the walls in my house are white. I hadn't intended for it to be that way, but for the past seven years, I have lived in a rented apartment ...
There are some things you don’t talk about on the Internet. Your marital problems, for example. A falling out with a friend. A date with your th...
There's a roll of film that has been sitting in my night table for seven years now. No reason, really. I haven't developed it. In a way, I kind ...
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...
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 ...
I remember our last day in San Francisco, I was a bleary-eyed mother of barely two-month-old twins and a nearly-three-year-old. I hadn’t had the...
It’s soup weather! And yes, I did make this recipe before we took our tree out, but aren’t those twinkly lights so pretty? I don’t know about ...
