August is almost over---hell, 2017 is almost over. Where has the time gone? Before we know it, we will be ordering Halloween costumes (perks of living overseas, *insert eyeroll*), prepping the menu for Thanksgiving, buying presents for Christmas, and scheduling a bounce house for El's second birthday. Skkkkrrrrrrrrt, what? This past Saturday, I found myself... Continue Reading →
If you follow my Instagram, (@fortheloveofexperience), I’m sure your annoyed by my excessive foodie posts lately. Sorry, not sorry. Food is absolutely, hands-down, 247% my favorite aspect of culture. Why? It’s food. Well, I’m sure glad you asked, because it’s food is exactly why. At its most bare assessment, food is merely nourishment, sustenance for... Continue Reading →
Another beautiful weekend has come and gone, and though I recount many laughs, good food, and memories with friends, there is something so menacing about Sunday evening. A gentle reminder that another week is to come and pass before we meet again, and by "we" I mean the 1.5 days (not really 2 days since... Continue Reading →
There are so many people who never leave their hometown. Never leave their state. Never leave their country. I was given the opportunity of a lifetime to not only travel across the world, but to reside in one of it's lesser known crevices for multiple years. However, for all its beauty, I sure find myself... Continue Reading →
Put your shoes on. Come here. Put your shoes on. Don't eat that. Put your shoes on. GET THAT OUT OF YOUR NOSE. PUT. YOUR. SHOES. ON. Why does Mommy need wine? I mean seriously though, how many times do I have to tell you to put your shoes on? We do this at the... Continue Reading →
You know how when you meet someone for the first time, you immediately share things you may have in common? Intimate relationship, kids, education, work, etc. You spout off your status, and they say, “oh, I’ve always wanted to do that, but…” What have you done lately? Close your eyes for a moment and think about... Continue Reading →
Some days you’re the bird, and some days you’re the worm. Lately, I’ve been getting my ass beat in so hard that the worm is laughing at me.
It is so easy to get wrapped up in the day-to-day that before we know it, the years are but muddled memories of us, "why didn't we?" The worst part? We have no reason why we didn't. Ugh, why do we only stay where we're comfortable?
Happiness. What does that mean? Happiness is a warm brownie. A brand new box of ammo for your favorite rifle. Stopping by the gas station to get pizza for lunch and the only slice left in the case is your favorite one. But what about not-happiness? Let's call it crappiness. And good gravy, is it... Continue Reading →