November 15, 2016

Today I’ve thought a lot about things falling into place — in the most perfect of ways, in the most unlikely of ways. Like when a coworker gives you her spot at the premiere of a movie you’ve pegged as an Oscar favorite. Or when said movie was directed by an Arkansas n...

August 5, 2016

I make home everywhere I go.

Each temporary residence, I bring a sense of coziness, a relaxed air. It follows me everywhere. This is the trait that lingers long after I've locked the door for the last time. It's the trait that causes friends to comment on how homey my 3...

April 19, 2016

I just found out that my future city, Little Rock, Ark., charges a 10 percent alcohol tax on mixed drinks in hotels, motels, restaurants, and bars. I found this out while drinking margaritas (per usual) with my mom at a taco restaurant. Four margs later between the two...

April 5, 2016

Last Wednesday night my dad and I sat on the steps of our front porch watching a storm roll in, as Missourians do.

 

While the wind picked up and the temperature dropped, I found out just how much my dad has learned about storms. My dad is something like a storm expert....

April 3, 2016

Some may look at her and see a run-down chunk of metal. I look at her and see the 70,000 miles we spent together, the quality singing time, the near-death experiences, the people who have sat in the passenger seat next to me. 

 

My first car was a fiery little number nam...

March 30, 2016

As I stir my margarita at the token Mexican restaurant in the Dallas/FW airport, I realize 1) being a single girl in the airport will get you so many pitied looks, 2) crying in front of strangers on the skyrail is perfectly acceptable and everyone just stares out the w...

August 11, 2015

When I go camping, I always have this image of a lone tent set high up on a bluff at night, the sky generously grated with stars as bright and yellow as cheddar cheese. But it’s never like that. Not really. 

 

Take, for example, the sounds. Where that beautiful lonely ca...

August 8, 2015

We woke up to an ominous black line of storm clouds closing in on the campsite. But we didn’t care because we’d be traveling the 61 miles into Canada to hike the Bertha Lake Trail in Canada. 

 

The drive there was scenic, but everything is around here. There’s a Beautful...

August 7, 2015

 

 

 

 

Today was our first day of hiking in Glacier. When I say this place is not real, I mean that when you hold a lens up to one of the mountains with the sun glistening off of the sparse snow packs, sprinkled with the most beautiful spruces and pines and you click the...

August 5, 2015

 

 

Traveling by night has its advantages. Less people on the road, less tiresome Missouri landscape flashing by. We drove 12 hours and ended up in Rapid City, South Dakota early this morning. I was lucky enough to get a lightening show from St. Joseph, Missouri until Co...

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