Did You Miss Me?

If you hadn’t noticed, it’s been just over a month since my last post. Why the hiatus?

Around the time that I last posted, a lot was happening for me including moving into my new home (which is amazing by the way…). Also around that time, my one year blogging anniversary came and went, I reached 500 followers, and one of my previous posts was published in an online magazine. Pretty exciting stuff, huh? So why did I stop? Continue reading

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The Calling of the Cats

How did catcalling become a thing and why on earth is it called that!?

It must have originated during the time of cavemen because only then would a grunt be considered a come-on. Think about it… One of the most used catcalls is a simple, ‘Hey!’- one syllable. You know what else is one syllable…? ‘Ugh.’ Sure, the physical gestures have evolved to consist of a nod of the head and/or a wink and in worse cases, a thrust of some sort, but can any man in today’s society claim to have had any type of success with a woman in this way? Continue reading

The Chicken and The Sheep

I know, I know… it sounds like I’m setting you up for a rather pathetic joke.

A chicken and a sheep walked into a barn… Not quite.


When I was younger, still living at home with my parents, we had a strange couple that would walk around the neighborhood. When I first saw them, I figured it was just a coincidence. But then I saw them a second and then a third time and then it became the norm.  Continue reading

The 4th

The 4th of July is my favorite holiday. I’m sure you don’t hear (read) that very often, but for me, it’s true. I love how it brings people together (and by people, obviously I mean us Americans). It’s the one day out of the year that we can put aside our differences- political, personal, et al- and enjoy the day for what it is; a celebration of freedom and of our country.

But that’s not even the best part. Continue reading

I Made a Boo-Boo

We all have those stories of times in our lives where we’re surprised we didn’t die from embarrassment. You know the type… like the dream where you’re making a speech in front of a large audience of your peers and you look down and you’re standing in your underwear…

Well this story isn’t as tragic, but it was traumatic non-the-less. Continue reading

I Can Hear Wedding Bells

I’M ENGAGED!!

Fella asked me to be his forever and I said yes!


I’ve never been one of those girls who’s dreamt about their wedding since they were little. I always knew that I would eventually get married, and I have an idea about the style of dress I want (hats off to you Say Yes to the Dress), but when, where, and who to invite are still all unknown. Fall or Spring? DJ or band? Outside or inside? Chicken or Fish? I have not a clue. Continue reading

Home, Sweet Home

When I was little, I had my fair share of Barbie dolls and Polly Pockets and I spent many play times coming up with elaborate story lines for them to act out, but there are so many fashion shows, date nights and house parties a 6 year old can envision. Once I grew tired of my dolls, I wound up playing with a laminated poster depicting empty rooms throughout a castle. There was a ballroom, a library, a kitchen, a dining room, bathrooms, bedrooms, the tower, and even a terrace overlooking a garden. Continue reading