Listen⌠Iâm just going to say it: if my holiday side dishes were on dating apps, the algorithm would absolutely lose its mind. Half of them would be fighting over me like dramatic contestants on a cooking-themed Bachelor, and the other half would ghost me after one bite and a promise of âWe should do …
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Some people have haunted houses. I have a haunted closet. It creaks when I open it. It groans when I close it. And if you stand quietly long enough, you can hear the faint screams of sweatshirts I bought in 2016 whispering, âWe still fit⌠kinda.â If anyone ever peeked inside, theyâd call a priest, …
There are things I thought Iâd be when I grew up: a teacher, a travel writer, the kind of Southern woman who made peach cobbler from memory and wore perfume to the grocery store.What I didnât expect was to be a retired military spouse turned truckerâs wife. But here we are. And baby, itâs a …
Because the glow-up didnât stop at 40 â it just got better lighting, better snacks, and better boundaries. Back in my early 30s, I was deep in the trenches. The diaper bags were packed, the car seats were installed, and I was basically fueled by goldfish crackers and caffeine. I had mastered survival mode, but …
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Last night I tossed, I turned, I flipped my pillow to the cool side, and when sleep refused to show up, I did what any rational adult would doâI went straight to the internet. Because nothing says peaceful bedtime routine like asking Google the kinds of questions that make your FBI agent rub his temples. …
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Accidental Life Lesson #9: Be the Reason Someone Rethinks Crying in Public It was a Tuesday. Not a bad Tuesday, necessarily. Just one of those days that feels like itâs wearing the wrong pants. You know the kindâwhen your coffee tastes weird, your hair cowlick is really cowlicking, and everything you attempt feels like it …
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Well, folks, I survived my first day back at the gym after almost four months. My Apple Watch thought Iâd been abducted because it hasnât seen this kind of activity since May. My body feels crazy good, my soul feels reawakened, but my hammies are already filing for divorce. Short versionâI feel AH-mazing! Iâm in …
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You know that place between thriving and unraveling? Where you're not exactly living your best life, but also not crying in the shower with a pint of Cookies n Cream? Welcome to the âMehâ Zone. Population: too many of us. It's that foggy in-between where everything is "fine", you guess. The laundryâs mostly done, your …
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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Honey without Flowers 