All I can think about today is my missing TomTom charger. Which means all I'm going to write about today is my missing TomTom charger. ...

This one's for me. I'm not writing it for sympathy.  I'm not writing it for any other reason than the fact that this blog is pri...

( You should know I struggled to push publish on this. They come here for sass, not sentimentality I told myself. I said the story wasn'...

40 year old men love me. And strangers. Strangers love me. Examples: 40 year old single dad who followed me around in the grocery store...

I like adventures. Do I like big adventures? Yes. Am I a broke postgrad? Yes. That means that even when I can't have big adventures, I t...

Hiiii Friends! I'm back! I missed you while I was off chasing cancelled planes and trains, gawking at the flooding and otherwise galliva...

I didn't hear the tornado sirens, but I did see the pack of five moms running in unison and that's kind of the same thing, right? Th...

It's no secret here that I like to endlessly mock my ex-boyfriends. But, I'm also good at poking fun at myself. It's important t...

The other day, I was sitting on my ass couch watching TV when a commercial with the typical adorable child came on. Instantly, I started be...

Once upon a time, during my short-term missions trip to the Dominican Republic, we had the opportunity to take a "day trip" to Daj...

Since it closes today, I should probably participate in my own link-up . Shwoopsies. What can I say, it hasn't been my week. It's ha...

Since I'm still rolling high on my re-found love for Christoph Waltz's gorgeously chiseled cheek bones, perfect smile and unfairly g...

Hindsight is 20/20. Raise your hand if you've heard it. Keep your hand up if you've heard it as a semi-negative thing. People alway...