Grabbing life by the latte

I was not kidding when I said I was making the absolute most out of this fall possible, even if it was a sweltering humid stinking 90 degrees outside with the same forecast for tomorrow. It's fall when I say it's fall And it is a special price when I say it's a special price. … Continue reading Grabbing life by the latte


Raising a mug of PSL to the coming fall

It's weird. Deeply weird. No bus twice a day. One less lunch to make. A jar of peanut butter that is actually getting a little old-ish. No stacks of consent and contact forms to sign. Never thought I'd miss that stuff, but good gravy this is hard. So in the spirit of some good old … Continue reading Raising a mug of PSL to the coming fall