Sometimes I have no game. Like none. Zero. I can usually walk into a room and hold my own when I’m talking to someone, but every once in awhile, my game is off. Like the time I was flirting with a new guy who had just graduated from Harvard and I asked him if his Read more
I think I fell in love with all things orange flavored because of the Schwan’s man. And orange push up pops. I feel like no one outside of my small town in Nebraska knows what Schwan’s is when I bring it up, but that can’t be true because they are still a company. Basically, for Read more
When I was growing up we made the road trip to visit my great Grandma in Alberta, Canada every summer. When I was 6 I figured out that in her basement she had a separate refrigerator and without fail, she always jar of Betty Crocker cream cheese frosting. So yeah, I found plenty of excuses Read more
I didn’t grow up camping. My mom was not down with sleeping in a tent. Not her thing. Hiking yes. Sleeping on the ground no. So even though my Dad liked it, we just never camped. Not surprisingly, I’m not the best camper. I like it; I’m usually game for going, I’m just not “good” Read more
When I was in my late 20’s I decided to change careers and go back to school full time. Seems reasonable(ish) enough, but when you go back to school as an adult, you still have adult expenses. Which totally blows. Somehow my car payment and rent didn’t seem to disappear when I decided I wanted Read more
Growing up, our kitchen was a bread making factory. Kid you not, at any given point my Mom was in there making French bread, Oatmeal bread, Wheat bread, Cinnamon Swirl bread or as we call it, Goo bread. In fact, when my Mom wanted a new dishwasher and new silverware she figured out that she Read more
