If it were up to me, Step 1 of a home renovation would be picking the kitchen island slab. If nothing else happened for months after that, I could sleep easy knowing there’s a beautiful marble/granite/quartzite slab sitting in some warehouse, tagged for me. I envision people walking past the slab and inquiring about it, only to see a ‘SOLD’ sticker stuck to...
I swear, the frontal lobe of my brain, the part that makes decisions, is being driven by a teenager...
As a child of the 80’s, certain rules were embossed in my core. 1.) Respect your elders. 2.) Don’t...
Peanut Jimmies peers through the glass of my backdoor, watching me enjoy the nice weather March...
In my early 20’s I was a borderline squatter. I can name two states I lived in for a full year in...
God wasn’t a strong figure in my household growing up. I remember as a kid going to a Presbyterian...
“I like this picture of me. It was taken probably four years ago or so.” Becky swipes through her...
This goes out to all my thick-ankled and big-calved friends. My friends who could never take...
I want the record to show I have lived in a lot of places that has encouraged my vanity. Back when...
The other week, Facebook shared a memory from nine years ago with me: