Tag: spilled ink press

I’ve never been excited to drink beer. Until now.

I am excited to drink beer. If you know me, you know nothing remotely close to those words have ever come from my lips. I’m the girl who went on a brewery tour of Michigan (nine watering-holes in twenty-four hours) and had a Diet Coke at each one. I’m the girl who ordered a margarita Read more…

How I went from pig roast at abandoned convent to my wedding

You may notice a HUGE difference in this post than in all previous posts since I started this blog three years ago. I’ve been doing something wrong for basically my whole life, ever since taking typing classes on those slick Commodore 64s in Chairavalle Montessori’s “lab” [it was more of a broom closet at that point]. Read more…