Monthly Archives: August 2011

Sometimes I get scared. I’ve always wanted to get a motorcycle. I had one at 18 and loved it. Granted I starved it of oil and blew up the engine within two months, but oh wow, while I had it … Continue reading →

I need to dream big. Really big. My husband is off to climb a mountain this weekend. Its one of the tougher climbs and he’s been training like a madman. Jogging seven miles at high altitude, working out at our … Continue reading →

I used to be a graffiti artist. It’s true. I’m praying that the statute of limitations on high school bathroom infractions has long past, but even if it hasn’t, I’m confessing it here and now. It was me. I was … Continue reading →