Monthly Archives: May 2017

Confessions of a Food Troll

I think every person on earth must have a unique and strange relationship with food. If you don’t, I do not understand you. Here are just a few of my random quirks with food: I first became aware of my … Continue reading

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The Tabbouleh Tragedy

Confessions of a control freak. I’m a good cook. I’m pretty good at improvising, planning, using the resources I have, copying something I have eaten before, cooking healthy meals. Mostly they turn out yummy, sometimes they burn. I have this … Continue reading

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Why I love The Giver

Guys, I love The Giver by Lois Lowry. If you haven’t read it… do it. It’s a short, easy read and so worth it. Spoiler Warning: There are spoilers. 😛   So, in my journaling, I just find myself coming … Continue reading

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Church Anxiety

So, I’ve been anxious at church for several months now… after the mingling ends and people get settled in their seats to listen to the sermon, I feel my heart rate rising and I glance around to see how accessible … Continue reading

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Fitting In

Written August, 2016 Fitting in? No, I’ve never fit in. I’ve never been in… community. Well, a few times… but I’ll get to that. Church… brings back memories of hiding in the bathroom… how many times can I go to … Continue reading

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On Wasting

  Written in July, 2016 after graduating from OU and while job searching (Hyatt job to come). God, I’m job searching… but for now, I’m sitting at home and waiting. It’s sunny outside, the house is clean, food is cooked, … Continue reading

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On Losing Childhood

Written in December, 2015 when my husband and I visited my childhood home in Atibaia. My favorite tree is dying. Its branches are drying up and falling off. It’s weary back sways in the soft cool wind. I hear its … Continue reading

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