The phrase “twenty-something” has been introduced into my regular vernacular lately… probably because I see it used all over the place these days. I suppose it was coined as a blanket term to refer to those of us in that pivotal, life-altering age bracket: when we aren’t exactly kids anymore but still wouldn’t quite call… Continue reading Why Christmas Felt Different This Year

On the road again...The following two days of our trip were spent in Sedona, AZ, to visit Taylor’s adorable grandparents, Jean & John. I love these two because they are the perfect, epitomic example of grandparents. I mean it, just think of every characteristic you have ever known any grandma or grandpa to have or… Continue reading Meet me under the mistletoe, 60 years from now.

We started our trip with one night in Las Vegas, as sort-of a spontaneous, last minute addition to the already lengthy itinerary. …Suffice it to say that it was not a profitable decision. If you’ve been to Vegas, or spent any time gambling, it’s a good practice to give yourself a limit at the beginning… Continue reading Viva Las Let’s-Never-Do-That-Again.

Let’s start with introductions. My name is Susie. I am 24 years old, and as I type this I am exactly one week into a sinfully indulgent three-week vacation. (WOO!) This time off is acting as an usher between two different living situations: I just left my six-month home in the San Francisco Bay Area,… Continue reading Oh, hello there.

I can’t write.The savvy observer might point out that in the very act of that declaration I am, in fact, putting words on paper… and to that clever individual I tip my hat.When I was in high school writing was (with only very slight exaggeration) all I ever did. I carried a notebook around with… Continue reading I can’t write.