I’m sooo over birthdays. Birthday parties, that is. Over the past few years, I’ve attempted to put together a gathering (both the casual and the formal variety) with friends for my birthday and it just doesn’t work out. I’m chalking it up to just getting old. The last birthday party I’ll throw is for my 30th. But
On August 2nd, 2017 my grandpa passed away. What was supposed to be a routine procedure turned into a coma that he could not recover from.
My husband Brent has this insane natural tendency to pedal harder uphill — both in life and in cycling. Let me explain. Back in August of last year, we both got super serious about cycling and invested in road bikes. These bikes are closer to what you’d imagine professionals using versus what the average person
I thought about not have a comment section on this blog. The reason is simple: I don’t care what you think. Ouch, Andréa. That hurt my feelings. Too fucking bad. And yes, I’m pissed off. Why? Because lately, there are a few characters from my past (who will not be named) who feel the need
Documenting my yearly goals has been something I’ve always done as a personal blogger. I like to take a moment to write down what I want to see out of the next year then use that blog post as a way to hold myself accountable. I’ve done that every year since I can remember blogging.
Being active (aka working out) is something that I never thought I’d see myself doing. Chock it up to my terribly fast metabolism and my youthful ignorance. Isn’t it crazy how we think we’re indestructible during our teenage years through our early twenties. My mom always told me that “life” would catch up to me. Silly me. I
Summer is a season of casual and effortless style. I myself am a fan of wearing rompers. Who wouldn’t be? They’re easy to wear and flattering on anyone! I mean if you’re tired of agonizing over mixing and matching your clothes, just grab a romper and you’re all set. But if you want to take
Last year, I went overboard and surprised my husband with a weekend getaway to Las Vegas… for admittedly selfish reasons. I mean, who doesn’t love a good Vegas trip? While we did have loads of fun, this year, my husband made me promise that I wouldn’t surprise him with another trip. He’s not much of
Las Vegas is hot, hot, HOT during the summer which means packing for 39°C (102°F) weather can be tricky. At the end of June, my husband and I took a short, 3-day trip to Sin City in celebration of our one year anniversary. Today, I’m sharing my lessons learned for what to pack (and what