Dear Optimist, I have great love for you. Really. While I didn’t devote all of the years of my college career to your hallowed pages, I did invest a couple
Dear Optimist, I have great love for you. Really. While I didn’t devote all of the years of my college career to your hallowed pages, I did invest a couple
Maybe. Maybe it’s the fact that it’s raining, and I love rain almost as much as I love sunshine. Maybe more. Maybe because it’s football, Pumpkin Spice Latte, sweater-wearing, snuggle-with-your-honey
Going back to Texas a couple of weeks ago made me a little homesick… or maybe “ACU-sick” if that makes any sense. It felt so natural and normal to be
Today is my dear Valerie’s 24th birthday! In case you didn’t know, Val is a House 9 sister, an unabashed partner in crime and dearest friend. And while I was tempted to write
I love arts and crafts. As a kid, I remember resolutely saving up my money and marching into Michael’s with 10 dollars in my hand and dreams of creative genius.
Warning: This is an embarrassing story, I’m actually not sure why I’m telling it. If you want to keep an image of me as being a cute beach chick with
I’m not an every-night-Olympic-watcher, but today I’ve got some time to kill and am watching the wrap-up. Here’s my summary: Michael Phelps, MICHAEL PHELPS, Freaking Michael Phelps, gymnasts are really
“We’re taking the cows to auction Monday.” “What?!” Mom’s voice kept going, but I didn’t hear her. The price of hay, the work involved – all sensible reasons to sell
So… I’m a little ahead of myself. I know. But I love home decor, I love cooking, I love pretty things, and currently there are just so many awesome accessories
I’m planning a wedding. Some of my very dear friends are planning weddings as well, (or at least vicariously 😉 ) which makes for plenty of moral support, giggling, squealing