Dear Kirby, Little did I know when you chose me that day, just how much you would teach me about life. And that’s how it happened, really. I thought I was going to the store to choose a dog to keep me company while my significant other went on deployment. But I had zero say … More A Dog’s Life
I’d been to Arlington Cemetery dozens of times before. My first visit was during my senior year of high school, part of an educational trip. Later in college, a classmate showed us the town during spring break. I remember nothing from those visits but the endless walking. After graduation during my early days in DC, … More The Many, or The One?
Red velvet is one of those cakes that has always been a mystery to me. I’ve never been able to pinpoint the flavor. It just tastes…like RED. There are some colors that you just KNOW what the flavor is. “Tastes like blue” obviously means blue raspberry. Purple tastes like grape. Orange tastes like, well, orange. … More If Red Had a Flavor
I don’t swear very often. It’s not ladylike, I find it unprofessional, and most of the time I think it’s completely unnecessary. When I do swear, it’s under very specific circumstances, in which I’m typically trying to make a particular point. But no matter what, I sure as heck don’t swear at church. My inner … More Well, @#$%.
Because it’s New Year’s Eve and I’m spending it in my pajamas on my couch (just the way I like it, thankyouverymuch), there are a few extra minutes for reflection. Here are the highlights (and lowlights) of my 2016. I really, really wanted to quit my job. But I didn’t because I’m an adult and … More 2016: Glad That’s Over
I began regretting my decision almost immediately after clicking “Confirm Order.” It was mid-August and I had just signed up for the North Face Endurance Challenge half marathon in Utah at the end of September. Because my friend told me it would be fun… I had six weeks to prepare for a race that was … More These Colors Don’t Run
Well crap, I thought as I sat near the back of the church auditorium. It was one of those mornings where I had gone to church hoping, praying, to get word from God about a particular situation. And on that Sunday morning, I got what I wanted – only it wasn’t what I wanted to … More Hope in the Wilderness