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Blue Apron: Why I Canceled

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This is me in my head!

If you’re like me then you have dreams of being some gourmet glamour girl. Hair in-tact, flawless makeup, rocking a perfectly pressed apron, feet in stilettos, cooking up delicious meals in a gorgeous kitchen.

In reality, you’re in sweats, house wrecked, hair a mess, barefaced, standing in your god awful kitchen and pulling crumpled, stained pizza place coupons out of the junk drawer.

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This is me in real life

“That was last week. For real, this week will be different.” At least, that was what I thought to myself when the first Blue Apron box arrived on my doorstep. Continue reading

Marriage Stuff: Turning Toward Him

By the time my husband arrived home from work, I was already in sweats, curled up on the couch, blanket draped over my lap, three episodes deep in a Keeping Up with the Kardashians season 1 marathon. I’d planned to order a pizza and relax in that spot for the rest of the evening.

So when Joe got home and asked if I was hungry, I was fully prepared to suggest a medium pepperoni pizza for two. He had other plans, “how about something out of the box?” (No pun intended.) He suggested we go to a local restaurant/bowling alley.

Ugh, I immediately thought to myself, now I have to get dressed.  Continue reading

Unplugged 

I’m really excited to be unplugged for a whole week — completely off the grid. I don’t know what anyone else is doing and no one knows what I am doing.

Our current society demands we be connected 24/7 but what does our constant connection do to our every day lives? If my face is buried in my phone, there is no time to think, imagine, create or even just be. And worse is when I’m with someone else and glued to my phone. Sometimes being “connected” really means being disconnected in reality.And it’s not just social media. I love the news and on my phone, the news keeps coming: breaking, entertainment, politics, lifestyle, random — all of it floods my notifications and emails. It’s a constant barrage and I have to read every bit of it. Continue reading

The Accident: A Year Later (Part 1)

Is it still an “accident” if the person who caused it simply wasn’t paying attention?

Today marks exactly one year after my car accident and I don’t even have to close my eyes to see the whole thing replayed in my mind.

I can still remember riding in the car home that night, chatting about work with my husband and discussing our plans to put up Christmas decorations that evening.

I remember being on the freeway about a mile from our exit and seeing traffic stop in front of us.

I remember asking my husband “Why are we stopping?” annoyed with the traffic delay at 6:30 in the evening. Everyone just drive.

 And that’s when it literally hit us.

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