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Our Favorite Way to Begin a New Year

Glitzy dresses and fabulous stilettos. Bubbling champagne and fireworks. A magical kiss as the clock strikes midnight. HAPPY NEW YEAR! I’ve never experienced a New Year’s Eve like that. I ain’t that fancy. That is what you usually see on television or in the movies, setting the bar pretty dang high for someone who likes… Continue reading Our Favorite Way to Begin a New Year

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Not What I Wanted

As we drove away from a friend’s home recently, I thought of their beautiful white cabinets and perfectly coordinated rugs and curtains and the adorable little coffee bar that made me want to start drinking cappuccinos on the regular (despite my inability to handle caffeine). Jealousy is ugly and nobody wears it well, including me.┬áJealousy… Continue reading Not What I Wanted

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My Dad

Happy Father’s Day to my dad – the best dad that I could ever ask for. Love you! Thank you for being my #1 supporter and source of encouragement. Even when I doubted myself, you always told me I was smarter than I knew and that got me through a lot. Thank you for being… Continue reading My Dad

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My Mom

Mother’s Day is tomorrow which gives me an opportunity to give a shout out to my own mom who encouraged me to start this blog in the first place. And really, that’s the best part or Mother’s Day – returning that encouragement┬áthat has made a lasting impact on my life. So here’s to the woman… Continue reading My Mom

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My Wonky, Wally, Walmart day…

Some days don’t go the way I plan. Actually, many of them don’t go the way I plan, but about two weeks ago, this day was a real winner in the contest of “days gone wonky”. It started in a misleadingly peaceful way. I could hear the wind blowing outside and I decided to warm… Continue reading My Wonky, Wally, Walmart day…

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Express

A late Sunday night led to a rushed Monday morning. As I tried to get my hair to do what I wanted it to (a futile fight) and brushed on some mascara quickly without stabbing my eye (success) I ran out to the kitchen to grab my food and coffee for the day. Mr. Engineer… Continue reading Express

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My Story: Bad Breath, Needles, & Healing

In my twenty-three years of living, I’ve been to the dentist six times. That’s it. My first visit was around 12 years old. This shocks most people, but let me ease your fears: I have 0 cavities, all of my teeth are in good shape, and I don’t have bad breath (most of the time).… Continue reading My Story: Bad Breath, Needles, & Healing