10 Things I’d Tell My Younger Self

I don't think mom knew it was picture day. Still, I continue to sport a very similar hairdo. WFH much? Dear Younger Me, I don't know how much time we have together so I'm going to make this quick. I've watched you from afar. I've noticed the mistakes you've made, the heartbreak you've endured and... Continue Reading →

Look Ma! No Boundaries!

Nothing says, "Go start a YouTube Channel," like having 48 followers on your blog! Am I right? I mean, I might as well take another gut punch right to my confidence and bear my soul EVEN MORE PUBLICLY just so I can spend hours putting together content only to obsessively refresh my various accounts to... Continue Reading →

What’s your Goldschlager?

There are two things I will never consume again. Two things that will always elicit a physical (and very negative) response if someone even utters the words: Goldschlager and Reuben sandwiches. I just got chills and that nails-on-a-chalk-board feeling. Like, in my soul. We all have these things. Food scars (or drink scars if the... Continue Reading →

The Skinny

You might want to sit down for this one. It was two days before I was scheduled to depart for my dream job. I was having the time of life, celebrating the fact that I had traded in my Eddie Bauer Assistant Regional Manager name tag for a sharp skirt suit that I'd wear while... Continue Reading →

Seeing the Signs

Life is busy and I'll be honest, I may have overextended myself. Turns out, rediscovering yourself, exploring hidden talents, and following your dreams can be pretty exhausting. Throw in birthday celebrations (how did five million of my family and friends all pop out their momma's you-know-hoosie in the spring? Must have been something in the... Continue Reading →

A Tribe called YES!

It's Women's History Month y'all! And yesterday was International Women's Day, as I'm sure a lot of you are already aware. I was busy posting female empowerment content for work, combatting mansplaining/manterupting, and attempting to remain upbeat in the face of some irritating challenges so I didn't get the opportunity to post here - which... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room

It was September of 2017 so you'll forgive me if there are large gaps in my memory - I can barely remember if I've had one or five cups of coffee (it was five. it was definitely five.) in the morning and now we're talking about something that happened almost four years ago. There are... Continue Reading →

Crotch-less Panties For Dogs

Look here people, I just call it like I see it. This is NOT my fault. I am in a mood. It is neither good nor bad, it just kind of exists. Which, to be honest, sorta perfectly describes the subject of this post. Crotch-less panties for dogs are neither good nor bad, they just... Continue Reading →

Death and Exotic Dancing

I bet you're wondering where this is going. I bet it's also not at all headed in the direction you think. He told me he wished I had died. In a fury of text messages after telling him there was no possible way he could actually be in love with me - that it was... Continue Reading →

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