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Feet. Don't fail me now.

Here’s how the weekend went down: Took the boyfriend to the airport on Friday evening in his car because mine sucks right now. Following a pit stop to do a little Friday evening shopping on the route home, I returned to his car, put the key in the ignition. Nada. No turn; no nothing. Truth [...]

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North Carolina Day 1 aka wake up early, drool on a plane and possibly cause an overweight Delta flight

Not to get all journal-y on you, but here’s a recap of Day 1 of my trip to NC. Woke up at 2:30 a.m. to shower and put a suit on. Oh, and possibly the most uncomfortable  cutest shoes in the world. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. I didn’t want coffee. I wanted to [...]

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Double Digits

In a text convo with DD Girl, I realized three things. 1. I have a dirty mind. mwah ha ha. (It’s a little inside joke between us.) 2. I don’t have to worry about her taking my silly jokes the wrong way. 3. Today the boyfriend and I have been dating 10 months! Way to [...]

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That's what I get for trying to be a good dog mom

It’s no secret that Gertie likes to go play at Lily’s house.  Where she is spoiled rotten. Then she comes home and gives me attitude because like. it’s so. totally. boring here, mom. What? An endless basket of toys, a kong filled with treats, two couches I can lay all over and long runs with mommy? [...]

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Closer Part II

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. That  last thing was far too serious and sappy. Barf. I present Closer Part II – a photo essay.

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