Why I Don’t Care About Self-Care

Come on, guys. We are Generation Treat Yo-Self. This I know, for Parks and Recreation—and an article in The Guardian—told me so. Dear my fellow co-blogger, Savvy: I realize this blog post is a bit of an objection to your post “Take Care of Yourself.” You wrote about the importance of self-care and I don’t mean to argue against you. Actually, if I may spoil … Continue reading Why I Don’t Care About Self-Care

When You Show Me Who You Really Are

When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.* I hate this feeling. A car has blindsided me. Sidled up and crashed into me, shaking me awake. Okay, in reality, I’m steering safely through an intersection, blinkers blinking, windshield wipers wiping. But it feels like I’ve been blindsided. Not bumped by a tailgater. Not rammed into the car in front of me. … Continue reading When You Show Me Who You Really Are

How I Knew I Was Ready to Get Married

Featured Photo Credit: The Rivers How do you know when you’re ready to get married? Guest blogger Victoria Piraino opens up about being engaged: Have you ever reached the point when reality sets in and you don’t know how to respond to your raging emotions and thoughts? Well for me, one of those moments was when I got engaged. Change for most people can be … Continue reading How I Knew I Was Ready to Get Married

Being in a Long-Distance Relationship

It is what it is, says love.* Is it perfect? It’s a long-distance relationship (ldr). It’s not fab because you’d rather it be different. It’s wonderful because the relationship is so good that you’re willing to go the distance. That’s what it looked like on my last evening in England as my boyfriend and I strolled along the cobbled riverwalk after our last date together. … Continue reading Being in a Long-Distance Relationship

Changing What I Don’t Like About Myself

She’s got a coffee in hand so obviously she wants to stay longer but her car keys are also in her hand so maybe I should wrap up this conversation and set her free except if she wants to keep talking and stay in this conversation, then I’m up for that too except now she’s glanced over my shoulder and yep, she wants out. I’m … Continue reading Changing What I Don’t Like About Myself

This Is What I Need Most

I’m sitting in the emergency room while my friend gets shuttled off to get a CAT scan. It’s 11:00 pm on a weekday but I’m not complaining. There’s a warm fuzzy feeling in my heart and it’s not just because I know my friend’s health is in God’s hands. Three months ago, I invited myself to sit at this girl’s lunch table—plopping my Tupperwared food … Continue reading This Is What I Need Most

Getting Locked Out of My Room

Legit, it was because of popcorn. I’m watching a movie—Confessions of a Shopaholic, I am not ashamed—in bed with a bowl of popcorn at my side when I realize something. The popcorn does not have enough seasoning. You know that powdered white cheddar stuff? Oh yes. I bring the cinema experience home. I dart out into the kitchen, sprinkle some more on, and then head … Continue reading Getting Locked Out of My Room

When I Went to a Burlesque Show

So I have a habit of putting myself in compromising situations. Not bad situations although that happens too. But the kind of situations where my moral barometer suddenly becomes muddied. Case in point! Picture me. Your average churchgirl minus the coffee addiction (cough, cough, Savvy). I’m at uni and my friend invites me to a burlesque show. Which is flattering because it shows that she … Continue reading When I Went to a Burlesque Show

When Christians Go Batshit Crazy

Strobe lights sweep across the auditorium. Music pounds against my eye sockets. Hands are in the air. They praise God with a passion that used to humble me to tears. I’m in my seat, arms crossed, eyes half open. Literally, I’m in a church. I’M IN A CHURCH AND THERE’S STROBE LIGHTS. I have been in the dregs of America’s Bible Belt for barely two … Continue reading When Christians Go Batshit Crazy