I am soooo sooooo soooooooooooooooooooo looking forward to Vegas next month for my girlfriend’s bachelorette weekend. You cannot begin to understand the type of lustful pull that Vegas has on me. Not only do I love to dance until Marquee closes down and my heels have murdered one precious toe…
It’s been one of those days. You know, where your life moves along as if in some movie plot. Putting it simply and cryptically, when it rains…it pours. 2nd glass of wine tonight. Jordan popped open a brand new bottle. One he bought at Trader Joes. God do I love…
Another 4th has come and gone, and I’m the same scaredy cat afraid of fireworks and sudden bangs. I honestly haven’t met a girl who’s ever been a fan of them? What is it about guys loving obnoxiously loud noises and gunpowder that goes pop in the night? Perhaps its…
Do I have to create a totally new category for this? I’m thinking the category should be called…EMO? Errr, I’m sensing it should refer to a controlled yet alluring part of my day when I have a glass or 3 of wine and in essence feeling more emotional and wanting…
