Have you ever experienced one of those “firsts.” You know what I’m talking about…the kind that make you feel like there’s a butterfly farm living in your belly. I remember some “firsts” in my life. My first kiss from my neighborhood boy-crush. Oooo, butterflies! My first studio apartment. 300 square feet of pure independence at…

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You know what’s a super lame problem to have? Hemorrhoids. I’m currently hosting a nice little swollen vein in the ole nether regions. I call him Harry. (Full Disclosure: Buyer beware of saying yes to a substitute colon-hydrotherapy practitioner when yours is on vacation. Procedure may result in unfortunate harm to said area. Trust your…

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Some women don’t leave the house without putting on mascara. Some don’t step outside until their earlobes are adorned with a pair of pearl earrings. Me? Lately, I don’t go anywhere without my Athleta Metro pants. You see, I’m carrying around an extra 15 LBs on my waistline so I’m getting pretty creative with spandex…

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Newborn babies. Those tiny pink squirmy things with oddly shaped heads and like zero gross motor skills. We love them don’t we? Friends and family crowd the birthing room in anticipation of that new little person making her debut. When Ms. Thing finally decides to grace everyone with her presence the room erupts with cheers…

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I just got back from a mini-Mexico vacation. Mini because, honestly, anything under 7 days is not a true vacay. Anything less makes the packing, unpacking, and repacking a smidge tedious and really cuts into my tequila-sipping time. But this trip does the trick. Although only 4 days, it feels like 7. An hour drive…

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