Adulting This weekend I went grocery shopping, washed ALL the dishes, clothes and bedding, compiled donation bags, swept, mopped, walked and washed the dog. By Sunday night, my house .
Featured Image Cred: Thomas Gehrke, slightly cropped. Juliette, Georgia – Whistle Stop Cafe Saturday cousin Beka and I decided to hit the road for a nearby adventure. We ended up .
It’s somehow late-June. I’ve just now unpacked from Candler Park Music Festival. The weekdays have been busy preparing for Missoula Children’s Theater that wrapped up .
My favorite thing about concerts, other than the ability to let go of every care in the world and immerse yourself in pure happiness and great music, is the people. I love concerts in .
So I suppose Thursday isn’t technically a weekend, but for me it’s close enough. Lemme tell ya about these little adventures I call weekend wanderings… Thursday, .
Tuesday I gave blood. It was my second time being a donor. There was a long while I couldn’t because of the steroid drops I had for my eye. But I finished those up and received .
I believe it was somewhere between dinner and more corn dip that I heard it. No. Definitely couldn’t be. Is this real life? … Yep. There it was. A full conversation about .
So I’m weird. And my friends are weird. And we decided we would take a weird little road trip once a year. Last year Maggie, Megan, Becca and I spent Memorial Day weekend in Blue .
