Maxillofacial Melodrama

I’m scared and not because it’s spooky season. I am having surgery on Thursday and it has been a long time coming. It’s the type of surgery where I can’t eat or drink anything after midnight leading up to my appointment (not even water) and that carries it’s own set of terrors. I’m a self-professed caffeine addict; the first and last thing I consume on a daily basis is tea and depending on the day itself I may drink up to a gallon of the stuff. So I’m going to show up to the surgeon’s office with a caffeine withdrawal headache in a grumpy mood because I couldn’t eat anything and am expected to just be okay with people cutting into my face!? Oh… I’m having my wisdom teeth taken out by the way. Continue reading

Boy Oh Boy, Adventures In St. Croix

I like to relax on vacation as much as the next person, but I also like to have fun and make memories. I typically curate a list of things I want to accomplish before traveling somewhere new (I made similar lists for our trips to Atlanta, New York, Philadelphia, and Nashville) and St. Croix was no exception. The main items I wanted to check off my list were: Continue reading

Domestic or International…

That was the question.

We woke up at our normal time for a Thursday morning, but instead of heading our separate ways to work, we loaded up the car and made the 2.5 hour drive down to Charlotte International Airport. Upon arrival we followed signs for departure, but had to take a moment to figure out: Are the U.S. Virgin Islands domestic or international?

After acquiring bagels and with negative COVID tests in hand, it was finally happening; we were flying to the island of St. Croix for a one week getaway. 

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B-B-B-B-Bad to the Bone

I went through many phases growing up. As far as my dress code went, my tom-boy adolescence transitioned rather rapidly to gothic once I hit middle school, then skater/punk (in large part due to this boy), then mellowed out quite dramatically into a wild hair, no makeup, tie dye wearing hippy once I was an established high schooler. I was a band geek, an athlete, a skater girl, and often times mistaken for a burnout. But one identity that remained throughout all of my metamorphoses was that I was a motorcycle chick. Continue reading

ME Time

Well that was longer than I expected…

I’m referring to my hiatus–what were you thinking!?

It has been so long since I last posted that I didn’t even remember what my last update was. After doing a quick search, I had posted about my internal struggle with receiving my COVID vaccine before… well, before much of anyone else really (that’s what happens when you work for the health department during a pandemic; first dibs and all). So what have I been up to? What has been keeping me away from my blog for all this time? I’ll give you one guess… Continue reading

Moderna Vax: Why Me?

So I got shot… THE shot. The one people are currently demanding… the same people who refuse to wear a mask and think this virus is a hoax. Yes, I got my first dose of the two dose Moderna COVID vaccine and I’m struggling internally asking: why me?

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Quarantine Feast: Bloggers Edition

Welcome! And happy [American] Thanksgiving week!

I was graciously invited to participate this year in a blog-luck(?) by some pretty swell blogging friends. The informal invitation asked that I pick any dish to ‘bring’ to a digital blogger gathering and write a bit about it. I can not tell you how excited I got over the prospect of writing about food. Continue reading

The ‘How To’ No One Asked For

How To: Becoming the Health Department’s Greatest Pain in the Ass During a Pandemic. 

As you may or may not know I work for my local health department. Yes. We’ve been quite busy for the past, oh I don’t know, 9 months what with a global pandemic and all and we’ve had to deal with a lot of crazy. And I mean an absurd amount. Continue reading

Goblins, Ghouls & Vamps: Oh My!

Back in my day…

Nope. I’m not that old. Let me start again…

Once upon a time…

I’m also not a Disney princess–one more time…

Halloween used to be my busy season. I loved every part of the holiday from trick-or-treating to costume contests; haunted houses to carving pumpkins. I don’t recall a Halloween I didn’t celebrate in my childhood and as the years progressed, the quality of celebrations only improved. Continue reading

Pint-sized and Full of Rage

My parents came down for a visit a few weeks back and we spent an evening sitting on the screened porch by the fire pit sharing stories about our pasts. One of the questions that was posed was: What is your earliest memory? For me, my earliest memory is a mix of adventure, pain, frustration, and now, some comedic relief. Continue reading