Food is my love language
Confession Friday: I’ve Taken My Love of Cheese to a New Low (or High)
Guys, I have a confession to make. While some of you may be new around here (Shout out to all my new blog friends from BlogHer!), the rest of you loyal blog friends understand my cheese obsession… Or do you?
Easy Peasy Ice Cream Cake for the Lazy and Crazy Like Me
I know. That title is terrible. But this ice cream cake? SO. NOT. TERRIBLE. So last week, Brian sent me an animated gif with ice cream sandwiches becoming a cake. With Brian’s birthday this past Saturday, and the fact that
Sometimes I Get So Hungry I Almost Eat Brian…
For the record, y’all…this post is brought to you by the tasty treats that are Gorton’s Seafood. Just because Brian doesn’t eat fishies doesn’t mean I won’t. And so I bring you joy. And a REALLY freakin’ easy, FAST meal.
Holiday Leftover Breakfast Pizza – It Sounds Gross, But Even Brian Liked It
Okay, so after Thanksgiving, my girlfriend Brookie Banosnapper Snapchatted me with her fancy “Turkey and hollandaise with poached eggs on flatbread” and “I’m making all the soup from Thanksgiving leftovers” I’m-cooler-than-you-videos. In typical lady fashion, I had to one-up her. I
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Wedding Comeuppance is Upon Me
You guys. I’m a little concerned. With my pending nuptials coming up faster than I can say September 16, I’m starting to realize that this is time for a little payback. From my friends and family. You see, it may
Reasons I’m Going to Marry Brian
Brian and I are getting married on September 16. For those of you not interested in mathing that out, it’s approximately 4.5 months (or exactly 142 days) from today. We had our engagement photos last weekend, and they were ridiculous,
Meet me under the tallest Christmas tree
I woke up in a hotel in River North the morning after Brian’s work holiday party. I had brought a couple outfits but after the wild night, I was leaning toward a pair of tie-dye yoga pants and a hoodie.
Wedding bloopers: The funniest pics from our wedding day
Three years ago today, my house was filling up with my bridal party and family. We were doing all the things you do before your wedding, like slamming bagels and shmear, drinking champagne, and hurriedly trying to get last-minute details
If Shingles Didn’t Kill Me, Wedding Planning Might…
One month from today, I’ll be waking up next to Brian (um, yes. He’s not allowed to abandon me the night before our wedding, despite the fact that the world thinks he shouldn’t see me before our wedding. And despite
Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue
Man. Our wedding…where to go from cheese? I guess I’ll start by explaining the bridal party. Because that shit got out of control real fast. And I wouldn’t have had it any other way. So it all started with the
Healing, Mind and Bod
Practicing Self-Compassion After an Eating Disorder
WARNING: This post may contain triggers for and about eating disorders. I had intended to write about yoga, but this post molded into something completely different. Today, 1000 voices around the world are speaking and writing about compassion. This movement
Because I Need to Take Care of Myself
I’ve been thinking about self-care a lot lately. I haven’t been taking proper care of myself. Brian likes to joke that he feels responsible for making sure I’m well cared for, and I joke that it’s because my parents gave
I should probably start seeing a therapist for this…
I removed the scale from my bedroom this week. There’s nothing helpful or healing to weighing myself every day, sometimes multiple times a day. It creates an obsession with arbitrary numbers instead of an understanding of how I feel, emotionally
The New Year’s resolution joke’s on me
If you’ve been here for a while, you probably already know that I typically don’t subscribe to this whole New Year’s resolution, “new year, new me” bullshit. Hell, I get mad when people talk about what a shit year the