“Is this weird?” Our eyes met and we burst out laughing. The windshield wipers squeaked in response, as if to drive home the point that this was, indeed, very weird. It was Easter Sunday. My husband, Eric, and I had been in the backseat of an Uber for the past 45 minutes. Our suitcases were […]
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We are living at the Holiday Inn. I felt like I lived out of hotels when Yoda and I drove around the country. And sometimes I feel like I live out of hotels with all the traveling Eric and I do. But this time is different. This isn’t by choice and doesn’t have anything to […]
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One of my happiest places on earth is at my parents’ lake house in rural Wisconsin. I can say without doubt that it is one of Yoda’s most beloved spots too, which is why I’m so lucky that we have been able to road trip here so I can work remotely for the month of […]
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I’m sitting in my Jackson, Missouri hotel room after a nine hour day of driving, en route to Austin after a month away. All those hours in a car give me a lot of time to analyze (and sometimes over-analyze) things in my life. What was on my mind today was a conversation I had […]
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stale /stÄl/ Adjective (of food) No longer fresh and pleasant to eat; hard, musty, or dry: “stale bread”. Wednesday night I was telling a friend about the wild ride I’ve been on during the past two years. While nursing a glass of wine, I explained to him how liberating it has been living outside of […]
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Sometimes there is a single event that transforms one’s perception of a relationship forever. Sometimes that event is so damaging that it triggers the death of a relationship. Other times it is so profound that it gives birth to a new relationship. The most rewarding time is when that single event is so magical that […]
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I’ll always call Wisconsin home, even if I never live there again. I was born and raised in Wisconsin. It is often said that people don’t appreciate something while they have it.  That is certainly the case for me and Wisconsin. Growing up I was embarrassed to say I was from the state. I wanted […]
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