It's no secret that I'm a Tac-oholic. And since it's Tuesday there is no better day to share this fail-proof recipe for the most perfect and satiating meal. Now just because this recipe is meatless it
I'm going to go Millennial on you. And I'm taking a stand. I'm coming to their defense and here's why. There are those who choose to find the negative; to judge, to typecast, and to blame the disdain of the world on a particular generation. But then there are those, who I prefer to surround myself
Moving to Florida seemed like a dream. Even from day one, week one, it felt surreal. It was too good to be true. Every day I struggled with the mundane task of unpacking box after box longing to just go bask in the sun. I know, first world problems, right? That is not to say that I didn't go and
She is shutter speed. She is the lens opening up the scene to her light. In time, she captures your raw, your essence. She is soaking up your story like a sponge and lighting you up like an uncompromising presence. A moment frozen. She strikes quickly and softly. Hiding in the shadows of a dark room
Tacos are somewhat of a passion of mine. I enjoy eating them, I enjoy making them, I enjoy buying them, I love experimenting with them...I've even got my Little Man running into the kitchen every Tuesday after school and knowingly he says, "Hey Mama, what day is it?" To which I reply, "I don't know.
I am a firm believer in the notion that leaders are born. That is not to say that leaders cannot be made but in this case...SHE was born. A leader takes you to a place of push, of yearning, of passion, of light, and of belonging. This month's hockey wife feature is the exemplar of this. This