It’s time for me to part. Farewell my dear Brooklyn. Thank you so much for everything.
I was at a medieval conference with Mr. T which meant I spent quite a bit of time alone (I can’t even spell the word medieval). And one day at lunch, while sitting with a lovely cheddar ale soup and a raspberry beer, I realized how great alone time can be. And that it’s just as important as spouse time.
I love burgers. Especially when they’re stuffed with tasty goodness. Like cheddar and jalapenos.
I was always the gal who said I wouldn’t change one bit if I ever got married. I was so naive and now I am totally eating my words.
This was one of my favorite DIY projects from the wedding. I promise I wont say that every time.
Because it only makes sense to share why I’m leaving.
Because I love a lot of things.
My mom is the best and I am so glad that I will always have this memory with her.
I’m leaving on a jet plane (or in a rental car). Wish me luck. And sanity. And patience.
Whether that be metaphorically, moving to a new place, a vacation, or a new bar. Just go.