A while back I stumbled upon an Anthropologie catalogue from spring 2012. I wondered why I had kept it. Spring 2012 was a really crappy time. Why on earth did I make it worse by hanging onto volumes of unattainable boho chic styling in semi-exotic locales? Then I opened it up, flipping through the pages …
My mom recently sorted out all the remnants of the days when you had to print the whole role of film to get the one picture worth keeping. Over the years the best photos were picked over for frames, albums, and other display pieces. These are the left-overs. But not the throw-away left overs. The …
My mom recently sorted out all the remnants of the days when you had to print the whole role of film to get the one picture worth keeping. Over the years the best photos were picked over for frames, albums, and other display pieces. These are the left-overs. But not the throw-away left overs. The …
My mom recently sorted out all the remnants of the days when you had to print the whole role of film to get the one picture worth keeping. Over the years the best photos were picked over for frames, albums, and other display pieces. These are the left-overs. But not the throw-away left overs. The …
My mom recently sorted out all the remnants of the days when you had to print the whole role of film to get the one picture worth keeping. Over the years the best photos were picked over for frames, albums, and other display pieces. These are the left-overs. But not the throw-away left overs. The …
These are the entries that didn’t seem to fit any other categories, but contain little nuggets of insanity. April 26, 1995- Well, the stitches are good for one thing: Glory. Everybody loves a nice gory bunch of stitches. It’s true. Fifth graders love major injuries. Of course, I was not one of the cool kids who …
By now it should come as no surprise to anyone that I often felt like the only thinking person in a room full of Philistines. January 23, 1994 – Today I went to Anne’s. Kristy was there. I haven’t seen Kristy in three months. But she is way less sophisticated than Anne and I. I’d love to know what …
(Warning: This post contains semi-explicit language, and one horribly awkward sentence that would be graphic if it were anatomically correct. Read at your own risk. Seriously. You’ve been warned. That means you, male family members.) Over the timeline of my journals I hit all the horrific milestones of “the most wonderful time of my life,” as I …
I have three younger siblings, but you’d never know it to read my journals. Kierstn is seven years younger, and Gunnar is 14 years younger than me. Kierstn and Gunnar rarely show up in my journals for the simple reason that I was never blackout raging mad at them. Annika, on the other hand, features …
Another of my chief childhood grievances is the household budget. Please take a moment to laugh at my irrational sense of entitlement and the random-ass things I choose to feel entitled too. April 18, 1994 – I can’t believe it. My mom said no. I had this big ball planned out, but Mom spoiled it. It …