Today marks five years to the day that this chaotic whirlwind romance with the man that is now my husband began ( Read more... )

This is my blog. Did you know that? I started this blog in college. I wanted a space to write about my experiences and keep my life in Boston connected to my loved ones at home in Minnesota. It turned into much more. It turned into my own personal space. The place I could disappear to and get all of my feelings out. It was cathartic. I am much ( Read more... )

Do you think there is a slow fade of love ( Read more... )

I wish I could thank you for the past eight months ( Read more... )

Happy 4/20 and happy birthday to my journal...

...it's not about what happened in the past, or what you think might happen in the future. It's about the ride.

Haven't written anything in months and months ( Read more... )

I am thankful for a lot of things, which I will contemplate later while gorging myself with an obscene amount of food that I didn't have to make/pay for. For the moment, I am thankful that it's Thursday and it feels like Saturday. And that tomorrow it will also feel like Saturday. Then it really will be Saturday, but it'll still feel like Saturday ( Read more... )

From March until the end of October my life is consumed by baseball. I live it, breathe it, and die a little bit inside when and if something bad happens to my team: the Red Sox. I believe that everyone should root for the Red Sox because they represent everything that is good about America. (Of course, not everyone agrees with this). Since my ( Read more... )

Found while packing up my room:

- Three copies of John Grisham's "The Brethren," origins unknown. Suspect they may be multiplying.

- Crappy love poem written by functionally illiterate ex.

- Two boxes of Girl Scout cookies. From last year.*- Oodles and oodles of pictures from college... but none containing my freshman year roommate. Because I ( Read more... )

I have a cold. A gross, disgusting summer cold. I am a snot factory, prone to bouts of coughing, sniffling, and incessant whining ( Read more... )