the shiniest hotel room. ever.

Let’s just take a minute and talk about the hotel I’m in. Lit closet rod bar. Water that appears as if from no where. Snacks in tidy little (albeit expensive) plexiglass jars. A pink flame throw pillow. A Kaleidoscope. The unbearably touchable alarm clock. AND! Friendly envelopes. Not pictured is the reflective headboard (!!!), theContinue reading “the shiniest hotel room. ever.”

Dear man who sleeps in my bed every night,

It’s Valentine’s Day #8 for us, and may I just say it’s nice that we both kind of remembered this year given our long standing tradition of forgetting important moments in our relationship. (See birthday of ’04, Valentine’s of ’05 and Anniversary of ’02, ’03 and maybe ’06 and ’07) I’m not going to lie,Continue reading “Dear man who sleeps in my bed every night,”

OH! My oats they have a first naaaame…

…it’s Q-U-A-K-E-R! My oats also make this: Vanilla Raspberry Oatmeal Brulee In fact here’s me with my main Quaker man first thing in the morning headed down to make some. (Dude, if you have ever tried it, or can even imagine, you’ll know why I’m so stoked in the picture.) Not everyone has a chefsContinue reading “OH! My oats they have a first naaaame…”

What Michael Phelps, Little Debbie and I have in common.

I have confidence in saying that the party starts when and wherever I show up. There are dozens of other photos on dozens of other memory cards out there that can confirm this fact. (If you have photos from closing night karaoke? mooshinindy (ta) gmail (tod) com.) Little Debbie (which thanks to a weekend inContinue reading “What Michael Phelps, Little Debbie and I have in common.”