25 Days of Memories, Day 14

One of my roommates often wonders about my memory.  She thinks I remember some pretty random stuff.  It made me start to wonder about it too…and I’ve figured it out.  My family is a story-telling family.  We may not be the most eloquent story-tellers, but we are elaborate, and growing up I heard stories all … Continue reading

Good Friends…It’s the Little Things

I love spending time with friends.  But most of my friends will know that I’m pretty horrible at keeping in touch, period.  Especially over the phone.  It’s not that I don’t value my friends that are far from me, it’s just that I am a super tangible person.  I need to see a person…be in … Continue reading

25 Days of Memories, Day 4

I’m not like everyone else…so I’ve got to do me.  Point in case: I am what some people, ok all people would call, fair-skinned.  I’ve got blue eyes, freckles and the whole bit.  Learning to put on sunscreen regularly was a hard fought battle.  In the summer of 11th grade, one of my friends had … Continue reading