A personal blog about little loves, simple joys, and a full life on the Puget Sound
In utterly unshocking news: moving is really hard.
I’ve been absent from from the blog the last month mostly by choice as the stress and strain of boxes, clutter, a new job, and unfamiliar routine absorbs most of my time and energy…
Continue reading ➞ I’m Still Here, In Case You Were Wondering
It’s my sister’s and my birthday today, so in honor of the big 3-2, I’ve decided to share 32 reasons why I love and admire Kim so much…
This post was originally scheduled to go up yesterday, but I pulled it to write a few more thoughts. Then last night, Jonathan told me physicist Stephen Hawking — at the age of 76 — passed away…
Since my blog has basically become my Facebook page and since it’s Friday, I’m curious…
It’s been over six years since I made this announcement that we were moving back to the San Francisco Bay Area from Seattle. Now, after much daydreaming and planning, it’s official: Jonathan and I are headed back to the Pacific Northwest at the end of this month with the intention of settling in and staying for the long haul.
Turns out: absence really does make the heart grow fonder.
Do you have a particular girl crush right now? Because I certainly do…
Holy cow, kids — have you seen Black Panther yet? I know it just came out a week ago, but given the record-breaking advance tickets sales and explosive opening weekend box office resulting in the biggest February opening for any film of all time, chances are fairly high you did…
I’ve been busting at the seams since mid-November to shout this from the rooftops all over the Internet, and now that my sister has made the announcement herself, I can finally scream…
In recent months, I’ve felt especially sore, my skin is dry and flaky, and the bags under my eyes are visible more often than not. I would chalk it up to lack of sleep, but Fay has actually been sleeping and napping like a dream (*KNOCKS WOOD*), despite a chronic runny nose. No, it’s almost certainly a combination of lack of exercise, a past-its-prime mattress, work stress and, well, parenting a rambunctious toddler. So tell me…
On Wednesday, at least 17 people — children and adults — were gunned down at a high school in Parkland, Florida. The perpetrator was one man who, it should come as no surprise to mention, was carrying a AR-15-style assault rifle and massive quantities of ammunition.
I don’t know what else to say at this point. I’m heartbroken, but mostly — I’m really fucking mad.
