By the time Sunday rolls around, I’m less motivated to do much at all. I have spent most of my week running to and fro and Sunday is the only day in which I surrender to the sweet embrace of hedonism. I do what I want, when I want. Or – at least I try not to drown in my long, running, mental to-do list. Continue reading
When a friend grants you with a bit of a generosity via a food gift – you don’t question it. You revel in it, drown yourself in, dance with it, and most definitely eat it. Continue reading
I’ve had a few revelations this past week. They were momentous. Continue reading
In fact, I’d say I’m almost never lucky and if anything good happens to me it’s because of the copious amounts of blood, sweat, and tears I’ve shed.
But there are those moments in life where serendipity shines its bright light on me. Continue reading