I guess I’m just a rustic kinda girl.
I guess I’m just a rustic kinda girl.
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
“And when I told her that I was gonna be moving in with Chandler, she was really supportive…. …You were so great. You made it so easy. And now you
Hi, you have reached the desk of Dani Linthicum: hard worker, relentless dreamer and lover of much Diet Coke. She is currently away from her drab, small soul-sucking cubicle, on
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.
Hiya, Internet. I’m a lil’ bored. So, I’m going to tell you something that is annoying to me. Would you like to know what it is? I don’t care, I’m
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
Yesterday was horrible. Tons of meetings, pointless blame being thrown about, long-winded explanations for things that didn’t need explaining, plenty of crabby people and enough flourescent lighting and piped air to
Independence Day. That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Whoever thought up the 4th of July on a Friday, plus giving Monday off to our sad little over-worked selves is a saint.
My roommate Julie(tte) came into town last week. We had a blast together, going to LA and eating out and laughing and trying on dresses and reminiscing and kayaking and