I had every intention of just looking. You know, just a quick stroll through TJ Maxx for âmaybe a new throw pillowâ and a sniff of the candle aisle. Nothing serious. Just a little lap for the soul. Fast forward two hours and Iâm emerging with a cart full of chaos, an emotional support mug, …
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âA personality exposĂŠ wrapped in sass, truth, and a little self-drag. Thereâs a myth floating around that people change. That time and therapy and a few overpriced planners from Target can transform you into a brand-new, evolved, emotionally balanced adult. And Iâm here to tell youâI bought the planner. I color-coded my trauma. But honey⌠…
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The beauty (and comedy) of sticking together through all seasons Let me be clear: long-term love is not for the faint of heart. Itâs for the stubborn. The slightly delusional. The wildly optimistic. And the ones who know that choosing each other daily is sometimes more like saying, âFine. But Iâm still mad and you …
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đŠââď¸Subtitle: From Judgey Judy to Just Let Me Put My Reading Glasses On First Let me tell you something about younger me: she was full of opinions. Not the helpful kind, either. The âIâll never do thatâ kind. The judgment came easy, the eyebrows were perpetually raised, and the eye-rolls were Olympic level. I had …
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I really thought I was doing something. Like, bold-woman-walking-into-her-silver-era energy. Graceful. Grounded. Glowy. Growing out my gray hair felt like a power move. A âtake thatâ to beauty standards. A quiet revolution on my scalp. But somewhere between month three and my third spiral in the mirrorâŚit started to feel less like a revolution and …
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(And no, I donât mean metaphorical jailâI mean orange jumpsuit, cafeteria mystery meat, and one phone call kind of jail.) Listen, Iâm generally a loving, patient, âchoose kindnessâ kind of gal. But there are momentsâvery specific momentsâwhen I feel an unholy urge to throw my manners in a blender, hit purĂŠe, and watch the chaos …
Letâs just get this out of the way: gravity is rude, collagen is shy, and my knees now make more noise than my Bluetooth speaker. But you know what hasn't aged a day? My sass. That sparkle? Still intact. That eyebrow raise that says âbless your heartâ and âtry meâ at the same time? Flawless. …
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Popcorn in hand, judgment dialed to high, and heart fully committed because who needs therapy when youâve got sarcasm, tribal councils and elimination challenges? Thereâs something magical about slipping into your comfiest loungewear, grabbing a snack (or three), and turning on a reality show that makes you gasp, giggle, and say âoh no she didnâtâ …
The Fourth of July hits a little differently when youâre older, wiser, and still fabulous. Gone are the days of chasing sparklers barefoot and eating suspicious potato salad at someoneâs uncleâs cookout (weâve all been there). Now? Iâm lighting up the grill and the group chat, preferably while wearing something with stars, glitter, and a …
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Honey without Flowers 