Wrangler Dani

I have never painted my toenails this dark of a color. NEVER. Speaking of which, I’ve never really done the whole “painted toenails” thing. Or fingernails. Or spas or pampering

“…but most of all I hate my ex-girlfriend’s new guy… I hate that guy.” Tyrone Wells has a song about things he hates, and says listing it is like therapy.

So my awesome Fiance did this on Friday… and it’s actually super entertaining. Here’s my visual answer to a bunch of questions you’ve never asked. 1. WOWOWOWOLF, 2. you belong

I hopped out of the car, (Adam’s fantastically bright blue Kia Sportage, lovingly nicknamed “Bonnie” by yours truly,) wet suit still dripping with salt water and grateful for the warm

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

Once abolish the God and the government becomes the God. – G.K. Chesterton I’m a do-it-yourselfer.  I grew up taking trips to Home Depot with Dad, riding on the wide

Adam: “It’ll be OK. Why are you upset?”Me: “Hi. I’m your fiancee, who is given to desperate sorrow and vehement proclamations that all is lost.”Adam: “All is not lost, Dani!

So, Saturday night I broke my foot. Well, I didn’t break it per se, but it gets me more sympathy if I say that. I was walking out of CostCo,

Just the word itself makes me cringe. Lonely speaks of a silent telephone, entering a crowded room and remaining anonymous, of small joys and unshared hopes. It’s one thing to

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