sometimes we cope by going to a Harry Potter cafe. We all have different ways of getting through life in the time of Corona. There should be grace for whatever methods you’re choosing, because times is hard (note: mounting a... Continue Reading →
my first picture living in a foreign country. Rio. I’ve lived abroad for seven years now, and have usually made it home to California once or twice each year during that time. During my brief annual returns to my old... Continue Reading →
From the same virus that brought me sourdough bread and tortillas, 12 plants I didn’t need, a wardrobe whittled down to leggings, crushing anxiety, a 7lb food baby named “Carbito,” an endless supply of glass bottles I wish I could... Continue Reading →
100 days! Wow! I celebrated by having three major panic attacks in three different places, just to mix it up. One at work, one at the park, and one at home. Don't worry - I have since thrown some tortillas... Continue Reading →
(To set the mood, play “Piano Man” by Billy Joel and wear sweatpants while reading this, because that’s where I was when writing this.) (also eat goldfish crackers. It adds a special something.) After three delightful whirlwind weeks in the... Continue Reading →
Ah, New Year’s Eve; we meet again. The most anti-climatic of holidays. I have spent you in some pretty awesome ways - drinking on the streets in Hong Kong, singing in a piano bar on a ship in Antarctica, jumping... Continue Reading →
me doing the most me in HK There are seasons where I am happy beyond reason to be living and traveling through this life solo; making all my own plans and decisions, spending money on frivolous things with no one... Continue Reading →
Day 27 - Search Terms I love having a blog for many reasons. It helps me process feelings, remember things, talk about cool places to travel, and pouring out all my thoughts in written form probably keeps me from talking... Continue Reading →
Feb 21 - Day Eleven - Happy birthday, Jenna! "isn't she perdy" - said in grandma great voice It’s my sister’s birthday today! She’s celebrating in Seattle with our aunts and cousins. Family birthdays are something I always miss about... Continue Reading →
Day Seven Whoever this new me is got up and went to a gym class this Sunday morning. Halfway through, the banana and coffee I had slammed down earlier tried to make a second appearance, but I nervous giggled through... Continue Reading →
Day Four The site of my hot date for V-day It’s Valentine’s Day Eve, and I am single, and 34, and nary a glass of wine in sight, just a wee bag of M&Ms. Didn't even go out - just... Continue Reading →
Day One (Disclaimer: despite referencing the gym a few times here, this blog is not about to become a fitness, meal prep, or healthy anything. Lol you know me better than that. Carry on.) i miss you, borneo Something about... Continue Reading →
