It's the MOST wonderful TIME of the YEAR. School's almost out! Actually this part of the year is crazy for teachers because kids checked out in April, and now you're just herding cats and making sure your warm body count... Continue Reading →
time for another round of "the last year of your life." For a good time, check out last year's thoughts on turning thirty and the year of 29. Seeing growth in yourself is important. And makes you laugh. I highly... Continue Reading →
Ah, Spring Break. An absolutely necessary week off for teachers so we don't dropkick students off our buildings. YES YOU NEED A PENCIL. It's funny how different Spring Break is now that I'm a 30 year old teacher. When I... Continue Reading →
Normally in the States, I'm so jacked up on conversation hearts that I can be pretty numb to the pain of being single on Valentines Day. And every day. All day. Because it is. It's okay to love being single to celebrate the heck out of it, and to also acknowledge that it can be really, really hard.
In some ways, it doesn’t feel anything like Christmas. It’s certainly not cold. I'm sitting on an ice pack, drinking a sweating margarita, directly in front of a fan on a setting so high my eyelids feel like they're peeling off my skull. I haven’t seen or smelled a single Christmasy smell (I’d settle for a tiny pine tree swinging from a rear view mirror).
The other night our neighbor came over to say the water in the building was out. Which was a bummer because I was disgusting and needed a shower. But a few hours later our sink was still working, so I... Continue Reading →
I live in one of the most beautiful, sexy, energetic places in the world. However, it is a Saturday night*, and I am currently sitting in my living room, in stained yoga pants that have never once yoga-ed, in the... Continue Reading →
Confession time: I recently set up an account on Match.com - more for an ego boost than an actual desire to start dating before I bounce to Brazil for two years. I've played around with Tinder, OkCupid, and eHarmony before (btw,... Continue Reading →
When I first arrived back home in California after the nine-day journey across the United States and had a small furry thing shoved into my arms, I barely noticed. I was more excited about getting out of the car, being... Continue Reading →