A couple months ago, it had been a particularly crappy day, and my favorite fella, R, came by to check on me. Sitting on my couch with our legs side by side, he watched as I tried to tame my wildly curly hair, fresh out of the shower that was supposed to calm me but didn't, and listened as I fumbled through tears about why I was having such a hard time.
"What's your love language?" he asked, out of the blue.
"My what now?"
"Your love language."
I'd heard about the five love languages from that book (of course) on the charts recently, written by Gary Chapman. But I hadn't considered mine too much.
Love languages are the idea that every person gives and takes love in five groups of ways (languages). By learning your spouse/significant other's, your friends' or even your child's love language, you're able to express yourself in a way they understand so there are less misunderstandings and better transformations ahead for your relationship. You can also recognize which love languages you appre...
I love when rock and classical come together. My playlist is filled with the Piano Guys, 2Cellos, the Vitamin String Quartet, and bands that use classical instruments like Yellowcard, The Script, Wakey! Wakey! and more. I played the violin for 10 years and one of my biggest regrets is not learning how to play the piano when I was younger.
Once again...I love classical music.
This past weekend, I took a lightning quick trip to Philadelphia to see my friends Trusha and Kamna. Trusha and her husband Thomas invited me to see Ben Folds with the Philadelphia Orchestra on Friday night and I said yes--but I'll admit I had no idea what I was in for. I haven't listened to Ben Folds-he's had a long and storied career in the alternative music sphere, but he wasn't on rotation for me.
Because he was playing with the Philadelphia Orchestra, however, I was definitely in. Any city that has its own orchestra has cherry picked a legion of talent from the masses, and I knew that at the very least, I'd be e...
My cousin (and one of my best friends!), S, is getting married next week...and in honor of that, I decided to recap the weekend we spent at her bachelorette in Scottsdale, Arizona. We had a choice between Napa, Sedona, and a couple other places but Scottsdale took the vote on an email thread of over twenty people.
Set on the outskirts of Phoenix, I wasn't completely sure what to expect...Phoenix has just never been on my list of places to visit for some reason, but now I wonder why that was.
I thought flying out would take much longer than it did--namely because it was during the government shutdown and I had heard JFK and LaGuardia were experiencing significant delays. But the flight out was perfect, and we landed at 11 PM without any issue.
And the landscape? Even from the sky I could tell how flat it was. This Pennsylvania/New York girl isn't used to that. My Uber driver told me that in the summers, the temperatures can reach 135F...not only an unhealthy prospect, but an awful one.
Note from 2019: This is a re-used post from last year but I loved writing it so much then that I decided to bring it back. :)
Confession: I love Valentines Day. I know it's a hokey corporate-constructed faux-holiday that is really only in existence so jewelry, flower and perfume markets can capitalize on the time period between New Years and Memorial Weekend.
Now that we got that out of our system...the reason I love Valentines Day is because I think celebrating love in all its forms is kind of fun, and kind of cute to watch when you see guys rush to their nearest jeweler or chocolate shop, and girls try to figure out what to get their boyfriends. And...CHOCOLATE. GOES. ON. SALE. I guess instead of thinking of it as Singles' Awareness Day, it's always just been a fun day to celebrate friendship, a relationship, or (when I was a teacher!) the love of little children who make us laugh. I've kept so many cards over the years that I've gotten from my little ones in classrooms!
Have I ever told you guys how I met author Amanda Heger?
Yeah. Twitter. I was this new author, who had no connections and I stumbled upon this incredible community online. One of those standouts who reached out (or maybe I did...truthfully, I don't even remember) with a snarky/funny/encouraging comment (this, I can almost guarantee) was Amanda. We founded a group of new authors, who eventually became close friends. Now, Amanda is my favorite person to share a bed with (at conferences, friends, get your heads out of the gutter...) and quite possibly one of the funniest people I've ever met. Her sarcasm, witticisms, and outrageously subtle (and not-so-subtle) one liners are something I look forward to every time I talk to her. She is not only one of the best human beings I know but one of the most exemplary storytellers I've ever met.
It comes as no surprise, then, that I read her new book, Crazy Cupid Love, and once again marveled at her talent.