Tag Archives: Travel
Hallmark Presents: Why did I do that?
After heavily stalking all of my own social media outlets, I realized I haven’t written in almost a whole year. SO get ready to embark on a whimsical journey as I try to tell you about the past year of … Continue reading
Finding New Places To Buy Yogurt
I’m the happiest while wearing new socks and this week has been nothing but that. Sunday I started an 8-month photographer/ videographer contact with Ocean Images on Holland America Cruise Ships. All this really means is that I avoided my … Continue reading
Alive with Confusion
Your twenties are rumored to be the most thrilling and adventurous time in your jaded life. You’re supposed to drink things that put hair on your chest, spend too much money at Target and make mistakes that you justify by … Continue reading
Avoiding Scott Petersons boat
Finding myself in the middle of the woods on a Saturday morning would have normally been a perfect start to my day. A greasy McDonald’s breakfast, putting one in the air, good tunes and my people were unfortunately all lacking … Continue reading
Three Weeks Time
Forgive my lack of clever transitions and for being so lame as to start every paragraph with the day of the week it occurred on. I’ll do better next time. Week 1: October 15 – 19 Wednesday the 15th (yes, … Continue reading
Pretending To Live A Legal Lifestyle
Sorry for the delay- please stop yelling at me. I’ve been trying new foods and sitting in Saunas all week. Here’s a quick recap of last week: Monday was a day full of excitement and joy- I sharpened 30 green … Continue reading
And the Ants Go Marching Two by Two
The only note I wrote down for last Sunday says, “If you drink enough vodka, it tastes like love.” On a dumb night that makes stupid sense, so I’ll leave you with that and move on. This program has left … Continue reading
Bald Art
Last Friday there was an Art Show by our hotel filled with a bunch of pretentious people in visors. I still don’t understand the correlation between art and visors- makes no damn sense. Although my broke-ass will never be able … Continue reading
Judge Judy for President
Monday I woke up to the smoke detector screaming above me 7 a.m. Emily decided to go Chef Ramsay on our asses in an attempt to cook French Toast for the first time. I’m not a fan of breakfast food … Continue reading
Bird Bombs, Obama & Old White Men
Thursday Anita and I participated in the “no cry challenge,” it’s a series of 19 videos on YouTube that are “guaranteed” to make you cry- nuh uh honey. We were both dry eyed and annoyed that these sad-ass videos took … Continue reading
Dear Teacher 