When Matt is away, I find myself still sleeping on the very edge of our bed. It's funny because when we're both in bed, Matt will often complain o...
When I first started blogging, I never got any comments. Each time a post would go out in the ether, I'd hold my breath a little, wondering if a k...
I remember these summers when I'd wake up well into the hotter part of the day, pour myself a bowl of cereal and plop down in front of the TV for ...
If ever there’s a time of year when my heart feels like it’s about to explode, surely it is Thanksgiving, and everything that comes the weeks ...
Matt and I were talking recently about who we call (besides each other) when we need someone to talk to about something important. I immediately sai...
I tend to celebrate Thanksgiving twice: once with my friends (in the form of an annual potluck) and once with my family. What I love about Thanksg...
There's a common sentiment among certain men I know that salad is not a meal. Though I whole-heartedly believe that salad IS a meal, and can be a ...
There are a whole slew of services and products geared at the last minute lifestyle. You know those people who are always buying their Christmas g...