I cook because I can't afford a therapist
I present to you, a present. Or, er, well, it’s a potential present. Or a present you can give someone as a present. Which is really a present in and of itself isn’t it? I think so too. I’m at an age where getting presents for people isn’t as easy as it used to be….
One of the worst things that could have ever happened to me happened to me. (if you think i’m serious, i don’t know if this is going to work out between us…). You know how life comes down to timing and luck? (for those who lack talent and strategic planning skills) – well apparently timing…
Patience. It’s not something that comes innately to me. I might be the person with the least amount of it. I get angry when people are walking slowly. Taking up the whole escalator. Counting change at the counter. When the elevator doors won’t open quickly enough. I get impatient that I’m impatient. This time of year…
Sang-riaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. And rose? Hello, welcome to my happy place. the best thing about this crazy summer is i’ve gotten to spend lots of time at my lake house with my family and some of my best friends. i can’t explain what that place is like – or how grateful i am for it – it…
i know a secret. she’s about to find out soon. she’s going to be so excited. and it’s so fun to know that something so good is coming to her. it’s going to change her life for the better. this feeling doesn’t happen often enough, i wish it came around on the reg. to have…
you know when your favorite pair of jeans has a hole in the butt because you’ve loved them half to death and you’re standing in your closet at 730 on a tuesday morning, coffee mug in hand, trying to decide if you want your dignity more than you want to wear those jeans? no? me…
i have a big announcement. i totally like whiskey. if it’s combined with cinnamon and cloves and apple cider and some honey and i can’t taste anything because i have a horrible head cold, i totally dig it. i’ll chug it right down the tube. i’m your little whiskey girlllll, i’m your little whiskeyyyy girl….
can we just talk about online dating profiles for a minute here? some of the girls and i were chatting about this over cocktails last week, so it only seems fitting we do that here too. plus, it’s been ages since i wrote about my love life/lack thereof/an unabashed mortifying date story. so bottoms up…
Megan is a 20 something girl living in chicago who loves cooking, food and entertaining - with a glass of wine and a fierce opinion. always looking for the next foodgasm.
