The Day Before My Birthday

Tomorrow is my birthday. It’s a mid-milestone…kinda. I’ll be 35. Yes, I’m a tad freaked out about all of the things I haven’t done that I should have. Not married, no 2.5 kids, no white picket fence. And for people my age, that’s where I’m supposed to be. You wanna know what’s REALLY freaking me…

Solo Travels…

So. Barcelona. For eight days. By myself. At first, it didn’t seem like such a big deal. I’ve traveled several places alone. Hawaii. Vegas. Miami. The list isn’t short. When I wanna go, I wanna go. If you can go, great. If not, *shrugs* This trip was random. I was alerted to an error fare…

Another First: Brazilian Sugaring

So, I’ll offer this small disclaimer… this is personal. I don’t know how descriptive I’ll get, but we are talking about a Brazilian wax/sugaring treatment so I’m going low. I’m talking about ‘down there’. There are NO¬†pictures though.¬†Keep reading, if you so choose.

Life Lessons: On My Way To 35

Life has presented several challenges over the last five or six months. I’ve been meaning to sit down and type it all up but every time I get started, another curveball comes my way. I might work my way backwards for this one.

Five Days Ago.

Thirty-five is a fairly significant milestone birthday, right? (This is the point where you nod your head and agree… go ahead. Nod your head and agree.) Right!!! I was kinda thinking the same thing. Great minds think alike. I think I like you. You’re smart. Good job. But I digress… My birthday is pretty much…

Black Girls Are Magic…Don’t Debate Me.

  One of my favorite sweatshirts has ‘Black Girls Are Magic’ across the front. It isn’t too fancy – just a black hoodie with white scripted font. I wore it to work a month or so ago. I’m walking down the hallway and one of my coworkers is walking towards me. She pauses when she…