Food is my love language
I Sit at the Bad Girls’ Table and What I Learned About Hot Tea
Not that this should surprise you or anything. I’ve always had a penchant for troublemakers. Even when I was 12-year-old misfit, I knew how to find the most entertaining kids. So last weekend, when I went to a bridal shower,
A Love Letter. To Denny’s.
Yes, yes…Denny’s occasionally sends me gift cards to test out their tasty treats, but if I wasn’t a fan, I wouldn’t say yes. So, just because I got to enjoy the following breakfast sandwich at no-cost to me, doesn’t mean
Tasty Tuesday: Charcuterie and Cheese
Short and sweet, because Wednesday won’t be wordless. This was dinner on Sunday night. I had to brag because OMG. YUM! What’s your favorite meal?
Makin’ Breakfast with my Ozeri Green Earth Frying Pan AKA Corned Beef Hash JOY
I decided that I’d make breakfast for you since it’s kind of my thing. And with St. Patrick’s Day, I had a corned beef from the Irish deli just waiting to be used. This recipe is SUPER easy, so get
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Our Cheesy Wedding
I’m going to try posting little snippets and tidbits from our wedding, mostly because THERE’S SO MUCH TO SHARE, and I really don’t want to overwhelm y’all. I figured the best place to start is with our wedding theme…which came
Planning a Wedding is Hard Work
It’s been a little over two months since Brian and I got engaged. We (and by we, let’s be honest here, I mostly mean me) are deep in the throws of the planning. Since Brian has been telling me we
Wedding Comeuppance is Upon Me
You guys. I’m a little concerned. With my pending nuptials coming up faster than I can say September 16, I’m starting to realize that this is time for a little payback. From my friends and family. You see, it may
If Shingles Didn’t Kill Me, Wedding Planning Might…
One month from today, I’ll be waking up next to Brian (um, yes. He’s not allowed to abandon me the night before our wedding, despite the fact that the world thinks he shouldn’t see me before our wedding. And despite
Meet me under the tallest Christmas tree
I woke up in a hotel in River North the morning after Brian’s work holiday party. I had brought a couple outfits but after the wild night, I was leaning toward a pair of tie-dye yoga pants and a hoodie.
Good Morning, Sunshine
When I was a little girl, one of my mom’s best friends got married. Her wedding was the first big wedding I had ever been to, and the only one I recall from my childhood. I remember hunting down the
Healing, Mind and Bod
I should probably start seeing a therapist for this…
I removed the scale from my bedroom this week. There’s nothing helpful or healing to weighing myself every day, sometimes multiple times a day. It creates an obsession with arbitrary numbers instead of an understanding of how I feel, emotionally
Practicing Self-Compassion After an Eating Disorder
WARNING: This post may contain triggers for and about eating disorders. I had intended to write about yoga, but this post molded into something completely different. Today, 1000 voices around the world are speaking and writing about compassion. This movement
Because I Need to Take Care of Myself
I’ve been thinking about self-care a lot lately. I haven’t been taking proper care of myself. Brian likes to joke that he feels responsible for making sure I’m well cared for, and I joke that it’s because my parents gave
The New Year’s resolution joke’s on me
If you’ve been here for a while, you probably already know that I typically don’t subscribe to this whole New Year’s resolution, “new year, new me” bullshit. Hell, I get mad when people talk about what a shit year the