Philadelphia really knows how to kick off the summer by hitting 90 degrees before June even arrives. I personally am not a fan of the heat so while I enjoy the escapes to the beach during these next few months, I dread being outside when I’m not near a major water source. The thing is – Philly comes alive in the spring and summer. My … Continue reading Feels like summer
Oh man, when life happens it HAPPENS. I had this delusion that I would have so much free time to do things this spring. I’m not taking any classes, I’ve scaled back on social commitments to focus on my health, I was coming out of hibernation and treading lightly as the pollen permeated the air. I was very, very wrong. And while I could bore … Continue reading New airport, who dis?
A week late to be exact – in getting this post to you. What else would it be? I’ve noticed that at some point in the last few years I have managed to always be 5 minutes late. I am not quite sure how or when this happened. I used to be early and on-time for everything. I hated being late. I still do hate … Continue reading I’m late
Written after breaking down all of the Christmas decorations. Even though I’ve been off for a week already and clearly confused on what day it is (hence why this is a day late), I’ve been using the last few days to think about what I want to achieve in 2019. I know, I know – join every other social media site, channel, influencer, writer, etc. … Continue reading Ringing in 2019 on an airplane
Written before meeting a friend for coffee For some reason, Philadelphia did not realize that early September meant fall, and we found ourselves in the middle of another heat wave over Labor Day weekend. I was incredibly ready for the PSL to reappear, wear pants and big sweaters, and cozy up under a blanket for football season. Yet there I was, sweating in my house … Continue reading If you can’t take the heat….
Written while escaping this freakishly late August heat wave, reveling in the fun from the movie Crazy Rich Asians. While I enjoy the season of summer, August is hands down the worst. After living in Washington, D.C, I came to loathe August – like deep belly guttural loathe. A month where it never mattered if I showered in the morning because I was always bathed … Continue reading Why was this such a secret??