A little hyperbole never hurt anyone. The things I invest time reading, making, watching, admiring; they make me who I am. In that sense, they do change my life. I only share, because I care. Enjoy! I have such MAD respect for photographers. The patience, perseverance, and imagination it requires in massive proportions to capture…

Two weeks ago I was atop a beautiful horse named Pistol, trailblazing a scenic mountain in Carbondale, Colorado. My two young guides were telling me their dreams of marrying ranchers and working with horses for the rest of their lives. Today, I maneuvered my Prius around scooters, old men on bikes, and a billion other…

Yesterday I got my bangs trimmed.  Is the upkeeping of bangs not the most annoying chore ever? Every. Three. Weeks. Anyway, I looked pretty cute if I may say so myself, of course I narcissistically go to instagram myself. Did you know the rear facing camera on the iphone is much lower quality than the…

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens, a time to be born and a time to die,a time to eat out and a time to order in,a time to dress fancy and a time to go casual,a time to learn and a time to veg,a time to…

It is true.  In the past two weeks I have painted the walls of two rooms in my home, replaced the kitchen backsplash, installed a bookshelf, assembled a homemade bulletin board and ordered some wall decals for a finishing touch.  Don’t mind me, I’m going through a phase.  I’m addicted to pretty, it’s a thing.…

Some old six-year-old soul broke the news to Lizzy in Kindergarten:  Santa is not real, it’s just Mom and Dad.  We are not dogmatic about Santa.  As she has discovered the truth, we didn’t force the fantasy.  What we didn’t expect was for her younger brother by three years, to come along and convert her…