I used to dread when my husband was away. Business trips, ski trips, press trips. Dread. The dread would begin the day the trip was added to the google calendar and it wouldn’t stop until he was unpacking souvenirs from Utah or DC or Las Vegas. The reason for my dread…
Some days just start out badly and you just know that even before you taste your first sip of coffee, that this very cup of coffee would likely be the day’s brightest spot, so you sip with care—slowly savoring it because the shitstorm is coming. I mean, sure, there are…
I’m doing this new project of late—it’s called Shopping My Closet. It’s a step I have made in order to save some money, since my new Jeep is arriving any day now. It’s kind of a blessing that it’s showing up soon, since my minivan is basically one speed bump…
