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...
To love a city is to get involved in a complicated relationship. It means to persevere in the face of inconveniences — stairs and cobblestones, ...
The sun colors the sky all shades of pink and purple at this time of year. It's my favorite time to drive home from work because I often watch the...
Back in 2008 when Matt and I first got engaged, we had to tackle a few of the big questions that everyone does when they decide they’re going to...
It took me a long time to feel comfortable in the kitchen. I began to enjoy cooking sometime in college, but back then, I owned exactly two cookbo...
Today we're doing something fun: joining an internet cocktail party with a bunch of other bloggers. You can see all of our creations by searching ...
My dad has this habit of announcing that things are either 'famous' or 'better than anything you have ever tried.' He does this with everything fr...
“We travel for romance, we travel for architecture, and we travel to be lost.” -- Ray Bradbury Our recent trip to Montreal refilled my cup for ...
Melissa and I have never met in person but like many of my other 'blogger friends' she feels like a real life friend. We're emailed about babies a...
"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...