. . . your younger siblings start getting married and/or having babies and you’re single in your 40ies?? You enjoy it. Because you are happy for them and not a petty problem who makes everything about you. The end! Lol,... Continue Reading →
she woke up like this at 41. life is and has been and will be hard, so in a concentrated effort to sit and soak in the goodness that is being alive, here are a few of my very specific... Continue Reading →
a fab girls' night out at a tina turner tribute concert! One of my most favorite blogs to write is the somewhat annual February 14 S.A.D. post - that’s right; Singles Awareness Day. For better or for worse, for most... Continue Reading →
my little life This month marks my three and a half year anniversary of living on my own (when you don’t have a partner or kids, you have the mental capacity and also the emotional imperative to notice and celebrate... Continue Reading →
Disclaimer: This post was written under the influence of a wine-soaked happy hour with a friend going through a break-up, end of the school year exhaustion, Hong Kong humidity permeating my already scrambled brain, and "Benny and the Jets" on... Continue Reading →
"YAAAAAY MY FAVORITE DAY EVER - February 14th!!! I wish this day was 36 hours long!!!!" said no single girl in the history of American Valentine's Day. Which I looked up. This day was started a while ago. It sucked... Continue Reading →
Highlights of the week: One last beach night with the loves. It's been record low temperatures here in Rio - like high 50s F, which makes us FREAK OUT. I legitimately don't have enough clothes for this situation. But we... Continue Reading →
Highlights of the week: every once in a while I do something that makes me proud of me and shows growth. I like to then say "hashtag adult." I have discovered you don't actually want to put "adult" as a hashtag... Continue Reading →
eeeeep. It's coming. My birthday. 32. Thirty TWO. Like, really thirty, now. No going back. I never accidentally say an age starting with twenty anymore. Actually, these days, when asked how old I am, I usually first say "how old... Continue Reading →