Walking Tall, Seven Days a Week
I never thought I would be one of those girls who works at a mall. But now I do–at the Scottsdale Mall, no less. [I am glad I can at least say I work somewhere reputable, like an art gallery, … Continue reading
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I never thought I would be one of those girls who works at a mall. But now I do–at the Scottsdale Mall, no less. [I am glad I can at least say I work somewhere reputable, like an art gallery, … Continue reading
It’s August, and I feel drained of all inspiration. I do so dislike the month of August. SYTYCD last night was pretty lousy, as far as SYTYCDs go. But really, what should I have expected, what with it being August … Continue reading
Nothing good happens in August. It has long been my opinion that August is the one month the calendar would be better off skipping. If only August could be more like September…there’s so much hope in a September; so many … Continue reading
Let the record show (to anyone who read my previous post) that when Kyle and I started discussing ex-girlfriends, it was totally and completely my own doing. I brought it up, and when Kyle tried changing the subject (as any … Continue reading
One time when I was a little girl, my mom returned from Homemaking Evening bearing a sign made of three wooden hearts tied together with raffia. Each pink heart had one word written on it–“Hogar Dulce Hogar“–which is Spanish for … Continue reading
I have been positively itching to post on my blog since this road trip started over a week ago. For those of you who don’t know, last Thursday I started out on a eight-state road trip with my fiance, Kyle. … Continue reading
Another love of my life is my dear friend Chelsie Akers, or rather, Sister Akers. She is currently serving a mission in Sao Paolo, Brazil, and I miss her more than I miss Diet Dr. Pepper on a road trip … Continue reading