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I have this local friend named Daniel Incandela. Daniel has one of those jobs that, really? Not many people can compete with. I *gesturing around* do this. Daniel? Does this (producer of online media strategies for the Indianapolis Motor Speedway and IndyCar series.) Daniel’s a creative guy. I’m a creative girl. We both like toContinue reading “you see it differently than dot me.”

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Hi, Addie has asked me to approach you on her behalf and plead her case. She has recently fallen in love with Will’s harmonica and would like you to bring her back one please. Evidently, playing it for hours at a time at my house has changed her life forever and she can no longerContinue reading “when funny people have your email instead of a blog.”

Last year the BlogLuxe awards were giant  jewels etched with bragging rights. (Photo by Beth) Oh man how I wanted one. I still do. Like. Really. I may have held one. Stroked one. Pretended to accept it all Roberto Benigni style. Fast forward to this year. I’ve been nominated for a BlogLuxe award. For mostContinue reading “inspired. (now with more cat!)”

Friday I taught a class about photography. To a room full of people. As if that weren’t enough to cause panic and emotional destruction attending the class required an 11 minute gondola ride. Brittany thought “Gondola? BOAT!” Brittany quickly learned that in Utah gondola means “bouncy suspended death cage!” As did I. I rode upContinue reading “evolution of a gondola ride.”

A brokent heart has a very audible sound if you’re around to hear it. It is a deeply painful and exhausting noise that manifests itself when there’s just not any more room left for hurt on the inside. It comes in waves. Long heaving sobs followed by quick uncontrollable gasps. Then a sort of reliefContinue reading “the one about a broken heart.”

There. I said it. And it’s not just because she’s in Ireland right now. Although I have to hand it to my mom and her crappy timing, seems like whenever I really need her she’s in a foreign country. Last time I cried out for my mom? She was in Turkey. Don’t even get meContinue reading “I miss my mom.”

I feel I should tell you the following story to save you some strife/embarrassment/pride issues for the future. Or maybe I’m the only one who attracts demoralizing activities like a moth to a flame. And then blogs about them. First, there was the treadmill. Then there was announcing the treadmill situation to a room fullContinue reading “get a spray tan. lose your pride.”

Nine years. Phew. One third of my life with the same man. Technically we started out as kids, 19 and 22. Now we’re 28 and 31, he’s a lawyer, we have a kid, a mortgage and matching scars. You see, last October we almost didn’t make it. Since you can’t see me I’ll just haveContinue reading “the anniversary that almost wasn’t.”

10 Christmases. 2 apartments. 1 house. 6 different addresses. 10 bishops. 4 cars. 1 bed. 3 couches. 8 different jobs. 6 different schools. 5 graduations. 1 bed. 5 TV’s. 4 major surgeries. 2 hospital stays. 18 different states. 23 birthdays. 1 pregnancy. 1,000s of tries. 18 pillows. 28 curtains. 5 objects thrown in anger. 2Continue reading “nine.”