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Ten years. That's how long it's been since I stepped out of high school for the very last time. This past weekend, I dragged, err, took, Matt to m...
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The last time I felt distinctly overwhelmed for a long period of time was while I was planning my wedding. Often, I'd be stressed before my day ha...
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I know, I know. Another rum drink. While I’ve already shared my love of the Angostura Colada, I just couldn’t help myself in this recent Calif...
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I chose my wedding location in no small part based on the fact that the property housed a giant fig tree. Although I had never tasted a fresh fig ...
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Last year, Matt and I took a few days off from work to go to New York and New Jersey for a family friend's wedding. Even though the wedding was in...
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When I was turning 13, my parents asked me if I wanted to have a Bat Mitzvah or a blowout party (with a rented wooden dance floor in my backyard)....
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Nicole is one of those lovely individuals whom I would refer to as a 'kindred spirit.' Her blog, Eat This Poem, and wonderful newsletter constantl...
