It’s Minnesotan winter weeks like this one that make me wonder: why did I ever leave California? Or rather, why didn’t I move to the rainforest/the outback/the beach, instead of Minnesota?
Whether you struggle with Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) or simply a mild case of the winter blues, post-Christmas winter is hard for everyone. No more holidays, back to work, and the weather is completely miserable. Shorter days and bad weather mean less time outdoors–and more time cooped up, looking up flights to warmer places!… Read More »
Dear Perfectionist Blogger,
If you know me personally, likely you know that I’m hopelessly obsessed with 
Suffice it to say that with a close relative’s destination wedding, a week-long summer vacation, finishing an online class, dog- and house-sitting, tons of wedding prep and our wedding all happening in the next six weeks… life feels crazy right now.
When I was a tender eight years old–and had already been saving my weekly allowances for three years–my mom took me to the bank to open my first savings account. The banker must have had to force back a laugh when I self-importantly opened my change purse and pulled out $63 in $1 bills! (My mom had helped me convert my quarters into bills earlier that week.)