Live tweeting is a bizarre thing, when you think about it. Why spend your whole time at an event or during an episode of your favorite show tweeting about it? Seems like it would only detract from the experience. But sometimes it truly adds to the experience. It gives you a way to compile and…
Turkey. Mashed potatoes. Stuffing. Uncle Bob’s clam dip. Green beans. Rolls. Grammy’s sweet potatoes. Salad.Pumpkin cheesecake. Uncle Bill’s blackberry, pumpkin, and apple pies. Friends. Family. Gratitude. Laughter. Rinse. Repeat.
We Are In A Book! by Mo Willems is officially my new favorite children’s book. I stumbled across it while killing time at a bookstore and fell in love. The book has two characters: Gerald (an elephant) and Piggie (a pig–I was going to let you assume Piggie was indeed a pig but you never…
The glass of the garden’s info center reflects the entire ecosystem around it.
I started calling myself a blogger in the early days of Victim To Charm. “If I’m blogging, I’m a blogger,” I told myself, “There’s no minimum number of posts or followers before I can call myself that.” Certainly, this little site was occupying enough of my headspace and my identity to assume the title. But it’s…
I absolutely love these angular balconies in Seattle.
Confession: I’ve never eaten ramen at college. Blasphemy, right? Ramen is practically made for midnight snacks and alternatives to dining hall food, but it’s always been a homey comfort food for me. When I was little, ramen was reserved for Saturday mornings. We’d wake up and eat our ramen (always adding peas, chicken, or egg so…
Here we are, within the swarm.
This is a PSA. I’m home. I’m alive. I’m not sleeping in the Detroit airport. Yesterday I got out of work and immediately called a cab to pick me up at my dorm. I got in, mentioned I was going home to Oregon, and the driver excitedly started asking me a TON of questions about the…
The moment before going on stage.
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