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As the World Burns

I made it a personal vow to keep away from the news for the last two months.
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Our Life

As the World Burns

Our Life

Farewell, '24

Is it obvious yet what I've resolved in 2025? Before I could even sit and write, I
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Farewell, '24

Food and Drink, Medina, NY

Our 4 Favorite Patios in Medina, NY

As August wanes and autumn begins to descend on our little corner of WNY, we find ourselves
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Food and Drink, Medina, NY

Our 4 Favorite Patios in Medina, NY

Our house with a fresh blanket of snow during the Christmas Holiday season in Medina, NY. Western New York has some of the most beautiful winters.
Our Life

Christmas in July? I'll pass this time.

Whether it's December or July, my love of celebrating Christmas runs deep. Outdoor lights, trees, cookies, music,
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Christmas in July? I'll pass this time.

I’m Shook.

I should have written a New Year’s post when I still had overwhelming optimism for 2020.  And then there was Iran. And Australia. And Kobe & Gigi. And earthquakes in Puerto Rico.  And my entire heart and soul is praying for health for a colleague and Medina friend who has been diagnosed

7 Reasons Why Blogging is So Difficult

It’s not news that we have *somewhat*  majorly fallen off the blogging train. But in our defense, our life in DC was wildly more compatible with the time necessary to run and maintain a full-time blog. In those days, our little baby, our brainchild was DC Minute. We used it as a

Beating Blue Monday

Call it fate, call it coincidence, or just call it sad. As I sat this morning sipping my coffee and feeling pretty content with the busy weekend and getting an extra day off from school, I scrolled leisurely down my facebook feed and stopped short at Jen Cardone’s Village Spin post (hi

Ink and Influencers: AKA “Me Time”

I have great friends. The best family a girl could ask for. And don’t even get me started on Scott because nothing I’ve ever done in this life is deserving of such an incredible husband.  But lately, at this risk of sounding corny and ridiculous, the relationship I have with myself has