"But his heart was in a constant, turbulant riot."- F. Scott Fitzgerald
Like most offices, we have a water jug. And on those water jugs is a little green sticker protecting the seal. Typically, we remove those green stickers before putting the jug on the dispenser. Over the weekend, though, my boss replaced the water jug without removing the green sticker. Not usually a big deal, the …
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Here's the thing about Grandpa: I could sit here and write a million different things he taught me over the 24 years I had with him. I'm not exaggerating. I don't think there's anyone who could have or will ever teach me more than that man. Case in point, I'm still learning from him and …
Like so many people, I have calendar notifications set up on my phone. I don't tell you this to blend into any sort of "norm" or cultural acceptance. I tell you this because that's where this story begins. It begins yesterday when my calendar notification alerted me with one word, well, one name. Grandma. The …
*Please note: This story was originally written down to appear on a wedding website that has since been abandoned.* On November 2nd, 2012, Michelle tweeted, “The crane wife 1 and 2 by @TheDecemberists is my favorite song right now. Even though its over 7 minutes long. #ListenToit.” Shortly after reading this tweet, I responded with, …
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There is something simple about the tourist trap that is Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge, Tennessee that calls to my sense of childhood and wonderment. I will always (and I do mean always) hold these places dear to my heart. As soon as the car pulls off of I-75 and the malls, and the shopping centers, …
Today hasn't been my favorite day. I woke up feeling a certain feeling (we won't get into those messy details) and somehow it spiraled out of control and other feelings followed until I reached the point of wanting to go dig a hole and hide. Actually, I didn't want a hole. I wanted my car …
On September 21st I turned 26. It marked the 3rd birthday in a row for me to be somewhere but home. Two years ago, I had the privilege of traveling to Michigan with a friend on, what I would classify as, an epic brewery tour. Visiting 9 breweries in two days, we were able to …
