The good ol’ days

I’m rather obsessed with the 1950s. If it were up to me, I’d absolutely wear full skirts every day, have a pink kitchen, and listen to the rat pack on my 45’s while I cook meat loaf for dinner. When I look at pictures from the 50s, I feel almost wistful. Sort of the way … Continue reading The good ol’ days

Dear Running Shoes

***If you know much about runners, you know how we get oddly attached to our shoes. I know this is silly, but as I was putting away another pair, I realized how much this particular pair meant to me. And I felt like writing about it. *** Listen, I know you saw the box. You’re right. … Continue reading Dear Running Shoes