Today has been one of Those Days. You know the ones I mean—the one where from the get go, you feel like you’re failing in general at this thing known as Adulthood and Life in General (or at the very least scraping by with perhaps a D+). And then things pile on top of that …
As I mentioned in my initial post on my 100 Hours in the Kitchen project, it only takes about 100 hours of doing something to become significantly more advanced than a beginner (as compared to the 10,000-hour theory that says that you must spend 10,000 hours to become a master at anything). Now, I know …
I’ve long since thought that our society has a bit of a superhero complex—not only are superhero movies bigger and more popular than ever, but I’ve noticed that even for us “regular humans,” we’re often expected to be “superheroes” in the sense that we put this pressure on ourselves to do everything (and do it amazingly …
Okay, okay—so I’m not exactly positive it’s the world’s largest migratory bird refuge. But as we drove through Brigham City (which is where it’s located), the signs hanging over their Main Street said that exact thing, so if my facts are wrong, I blame that! Matt and I had talked months and months (maybe years?) …
Being a middle school teacher, I see a LOT of self-consciousness happening (some of it for good reason, some of it not). Basically, I feel like on most days, I can literally almost smell the awkwardness and hormones and puberty craziness going on (no, really—sometimes the stench in my classroom is enough to make me …
Because sometimes you all just need to dress up in colors reminiscent of Easter eggs and take family pictures on the most hope-filled holiday of the whole year. Hope you and yours had a beautiful Sunday yesterday! “Wherefore, whoso believeth in God might with surety hope for a better world, yea, even a place at …
It seems that I’ve been reading a lot lately about morning routines, specifically what “power people” do in the mornings to make sure their day gets off on the right foot. Maybe it’s just the type of blog I follow or maybe it’s just the type of magazine I subscribe to or maybe it’s just …
I think that with a capsule wardrobe–like with so many things–there is a “honeymoon” stage, a “reckoning” stage, and a “peaceful acceptance” (or “give up entirely”) stage. Or maybe that’s just my experience of it? Basically, for about two weeks after starting my capsule wardrobe experiment one month ago, I was unequivocally in love with …
