My Ipsy Glam Bag arrived!!! You guys, I have been waiting and waiting for this bag, and I was so excited to see that it had arrived in the mail. All pretty with its hot pink shiny packaging. Believe me, there is nothing better than looking in your mailbox and seeing something shiny. Continue reading “What’s In My Ipsy Glam Bag? (February)”
A lot of people ask me about my hair. It’s not very common for a blue/green haired person to exist, especially in the UP. It helps when I say I’m a creative person: a photographer, designer, blogger. Somehow, my career choices allow me to have mermaid colored hair and get away with it.
“So Valentines is coming up.”
I glanced up from my phone to look at Chesh.
“Yeah it is.”
“Are we…doing something?” Continue reading “Be Mine, Valentine?”
WARNING: This post is real. It talks about real things and real struggles and real pain. If you know that it’ll be too much for you, skip this post for now.
I first noticed it in high school. That empty nothing that made my chest feel hollowed out and my brain like a cavernous echo chamber. I remember thinking, “Huh. That’s weird. I don’t feel anything.”
There wasn’t sadness or loneliness or pain. Just nothing. Vast, empty, nothing. Continue reading “Self Harm, Depression, and Monsters Under the Bed”
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Before Chesh and I moved up to Michigan for our jobs working with Cedar Campus, I never had to worry about grocery money. I made a decent amount and didn’t have to worry about over-spending on groceries. And all things considered, my budget was pretty high for only one person. When we moved up to the Great White North, our annual salary got cut WAY down from what it used to be (that’s what I get for loving camp so much…) I had to budget and STICK to my budget. Continue reading “5 Reasons Why You Need a Meal Planner (& Free Printable)”
The doors were frozen. Actually frozen shut. Who knew that -14 weather could freeze all your car doors in place? We certainly didn’t. Welcome to the Upper Peninsula.
Now, let me be clear: Just because I’m from Georgia and went to college in South Carolina does not make me a southerner. And contrary to popular belief, I will not sulk my way through a northern winter because it “too cold outside to function.” BUT. I do think that when your doors freeze close, and your nose hairs freeze together the second you step outside, that maybe it’s time to move south. Continue reading “The Reinhard Chronicles: Life Lessons from the UP”