Happy Saint Patrick’s Day, friends! This year feels quite weird, but I know missing it will make years to come that much more special. I’ll never, ever take for granted a green beer or a drunken Whiskey in a Jar rendition. I have a feeling I’m going to be eating my words soon, but I’m kind of loving the quiet that has come with social distancing. While I love my…
With all of the Coronavirus talk lately, I thought I’d be a bit more light-hearted today. This is not to downplay the severity of what’s happening in our world. Trump’s address last night was downright scary.. But I do hope this takes your mind off of it for a moment. Perhaps the most formative experience of my childhood was being in Girl Scouts. Granted, our Troop was anything but outdoorsy,…
When I was growing up in Cleveland, St. Patrick’s Day had very low school attendance because every Duffy, O’Malley, Costello, and Reilly (unlike us lowly pedestrian last names) got to take the day off to go to the big parade. In case you were wondering, yes, this (along with being one of three first graders in my class who actually went to school when President George H.W. Bush came to…
If I can selfishly cite one positive thing about the whole coronavirus sha-bang, it’s that I am no longer viewed as that weirdo germaphobe. What has been my normal routine of sanitizing, scrubbing, and cleaning some more, is now viewed as “cautious” and “healthy” rather than “psychotic” and “OCD.” I feel very validated. I will have all you formerly judgy betches know that I, for one, don’t have an OCD…
Happy Super Tuesday, everyone! As of tonight, it’s very likely we’ll pretty much know who the Democratic nominee is and my prediction is that it rhymes with Sernie Banders. The South Carolina primary threw a bit of a wrench in to some things, so maybe it’ll be Joe Biden. Maybe it’ll be Mike Bloomberg.. No matter what, it’s sure to be interesting. I try to stay away from talking about…
I often get accused of being Type A. While this may be true in many aspects of my life, it isn’t true in all of them. I think a truly Type A person would set goals and meet them all. For me, that isn’t always true and that’s OK. I used to beat myself up and that’s just not helpful. That, friends, is why I’m sharing today’s post. Back in…
In case you, by some miracle, don’t know what an MLM is, allow me to enlighten you: MLM=multi-level marketing, and encompasses companies that basically involve home parties. When I graduated from a small, liberal arts college, seemingly all of my classmates were peddling eye cream, essential oils and vitamin packs. While I am most certainly not a hater when it comes to an entrepreneurial spirit, the way many people went…
I had planned on writing about packing today but, long story short, I don’t have my luggage right now to photograph. It’s currently somewhere in between Nashville and Pensacola. Anyway, stay tuned for a post next week on the art of packing. Onto today’s post… A few weeks ago, Jim and I went down to New Smyrna Beach to visit his parents who were escaping the brutal Michigan winter to…
I love love LOVE Fat Tuesday, or Mardi Gras in French. Growing up in Cleveland, the start of Lent was something that was felt throughout the whole city, not just for us Catholics. Cleveland is a very cultural city and the Eastern Europeans who are still immigrating there have brought their amazing traditions with them. My college situation was a unique one, to say the least. For as much as…
Like any good millennial, I’m in to podcasts. If you’re not a millennial (my website analytics tell me that I’m quite popular with the over-60 crowd. Hi, Mom and Dad!) and don’t know what a podcast is, it’s basically on-demand (think Netflix) talk radio. Because I have a roughly hour commute two days per week, it’s nice to use that time wisely to learn a few new things. Rare are…