From Starbucks to Journey
There are certain things I find to be universal. Or, more specifically, there are things I expect to find in both Scotland and the US. Small comforts when bouts of homesickness strike. 1. Starbucks....
View ArticleStir Fry
Cooking is not my forte. Actually, anything that requires me to demonstrate any sort of domestic skill just go ahead and write me off. I. Am. Crap. Laundry. Ironing. Cleaning. You get the picture. But...
View ArticleTechnology, I applaud you
These photos were found on weheartit.com. I am so very thankful for technology. Especially Skype. It makes the adjustment of living in another country much more bearable. I have “Skype Dates” with...
View ArticleI like crap TV. So sue me.
I should be finishing up my creative writing piece that I have to send out on Tuesday. (I’m being workshopped on Thursday… EEEEK! Cue: Nervous Anxiety.) But I had to take a break. Killing someone...
View ArticleExcuses.
Oh heyyyy! I haven’t forgotten about this silly little blog. My neglect is due to a myriad of excuses.. Getting sick (again). Trying to finish an essay for school. Reading. Writing. And all the while...
View ArticleHappy Feet
Fish pedicures… Apparently, they are all the craze. I first saw Heavenly Feet in Chester back in March when I went for the weekend. When I told BF he wouldn’t stop pestering me about going. When we...
View ArticleThe dog days are over
Long weekends at the beach. Sun-kissed skin. Salty hair. Nights out with friends new and old. Crying tears of laughter instead of sadness. My life has been so wonderful lately. I’ve been reminded of...
View ArticleOn a dream, New York City, and a little bit of fatalism
I’ve been imagining life in New York City since I was like five. Staying in posh hotels. Walking through the Central Park on snowy winter mornings wrapped in fur coats sipping on hot chocolate. I...
View ArticleOn being normal (And my slight obsession with Lena Dunham)
For the past year, every time I try to write, I can’t. I sit, frustrated, staring at the blank screen. I write and erase and write and erase. The cursor blink, blink, blinking at me. Mocking me....
View ArticleWindsor Great Park
I realized I only have 6 weeks (or maybe now it’s 5?? YIKES!) until the Rock n Roll Edinburgh Half Marathon. I haven’t even booked my hotel yet! And, after a bit of a set back due to an...
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