Happy Glad is Wrong

In the midst of hand washing all the dishes my lame apartment dishwasher can’t handle, I remembered last week’s pasta salad remained in my refrigerator. I threw out the leftovers, which were basically stale looking chicken and hardened pasta noodles and washed the heavy blue bowl they’d chilled in all week. I stopped short of…

The Several Lives of a Cell Phone

I am 25 years old and got my first cell phone, a lovely Nextel with the obnoxious two-way radio, when I was 16. I am now on my fifth phone, a BlackBerry Curve that I love. Most people I know seem to get new phones much more often than I do, but I’m not that…

Glossies Can Keep Giving

Last week, I was doing a little spring cleaning of my apartment, when I came to a corner of my living room floor that I rarely touch or give a second though to. It’s simply a place to throw the magazines I swear I’ll get to reading someday. It never fails though. Months (and months)…

A Sidenote — Overflowing with Gratitude

Saturday night was an incredibly exciting night here at my little apartment in Rochester Hills. Just as I finished putting in my first orders as an Arbonne consultant, I got an e-mail notifying me that my latest blog post was chosen for Freshly Pressed. I was about to burst with happiness about Freshly Pressed as…

The May I (Start to) Recycle

So apparently Recycling Month is April, to coincide with Earth Day and all the excitement around it. For this blog and myself, it’s going to be May though. I decided this yesterday as I unloaded my first Whole Foods bag full of recyclables at the little drop-off area of the store. It was a big…