Fashionistas: Runway Edition

Sweet Kara, Friend, I am tired. This post is more than a week late because I’ve spent more time at Denver International than my own home in the last two months. And let’s be honest: I’m a homebody. Sitting in my adirondack in the backyard watching...

Nerves

{My fifth and final example of why the Indiana State Tourism board should hire me.} One of my personality quirks is deep, unbridled nervousness at the absolute worst time. It is a cunning emotion that runs me over. One moment, I’m fine. The next, I’m...

Transform

That tart Joann keeps getting too much of my paycheck, and so I’ve taken to sifting through my local thrift store for craft supplies. Bamboo handles, for example, are easy to cut off one bag: to help transform another:   Spring tote for a girlfriend...

Snuggled

I miss this little one finding me each morning for some snuggle time. I don’t miss rolling over on dinosaurs and sharks. ~K

Sweet Like Honey

I’m spending a few days visiting friends in southern California. In fact, I’m sitting outside at the moment in full sun, arching toward the warmth, feeling my  desert skin tingle return to its natural olive. My happy feet dangle in flip flops. A...

Momentum

{I am stealing this blog post title from my friend Elizabeth (Mini). If you aren’t reading her blog, you should. It is some of the funniest writing on the web.} Last night I met friends in LoHi — oh Denver, with your bizarre naming of neighborhoods —...