I’ve made the conscious decision that I cannot and will not carry a purse any longer. Pretty much because I take my lifting shoes with me wherever I go. And two water bottles. And tape. And a lacrosse ball. And
What the fudge is up with moths invading my household? Is it “when spring has sprung, the moths will come” season? I don’t get it. But I hate it. I turn on my lamp on night to read my book
Food is my love language. It’s my everything. I used to be strict paleo, but I have found a much better balance with food ever since healing my gut AND my relationship with it. These days you’ll find paleo recipes along with anything else I’m dreaming up and enjoying! Just like me, my food is ever-evolving!
