My RAF (real ass friend) is seriously the best. She made the first Tuesday evening of being 27 super special for me! Julie came over to get me after work – totally complaining about the guy who eats moldy blueberries she has to sit next to in her MIssion Control class this week. She popped...
Ok, it is official. Today is the day I have been dreading since my teen years. I think it is the “7.” To me, it just sounds so old. I can very clearly remember a time around the age of 16 or 17 where I told someone that 27 is the birthday I am dreading...
Last week was a rough week for me, I was just completely wiped and the thought of even coming up with something to blog about that didn’t come across as whiney and sarcastic was going to be complicated so instead I whined on facebook and lo and behold, you gave me blog topics so I...
