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Party hosts recovery mode
Never again am I letting Carmen convince me that “just a few friends” for Sarah’s graduation means twenty people crammed into our living room until 2am.
Spring fever
Temperature outside: 45 degrees. Jake’s outfit: shorts and a t-shirt. Windows: wide open because “it’s officially spring now.” Logic: nowhere to be found.
Treasure hunting
Jake thought I was crazy when I dragged him out at 8am to hit the neighborhood yard sales, but look what I scored!
The good mail
Found myself just sitting with this letter for twenty minutes today. Not reading it again - I’ve already memorized every word. Just holding it, you know?
Unexpected expertise
Picture this: I’m three chapters deep into pathophysiology, highlighter in hand, when I hear this weird gurgling sound from the bathroom. Ignore it for maybe...
Adult responsibilities
Michelle showed up at my door this afternoon with a shoebox full of receipts and that look people get when they realize tax season is actually happening. “Pl...
Domestic goddess in training
Decided today was the perfect day to try making Jake’s favorite chocolate cake from scratch. How hard could it be, right? I’ve successfully managed anatomy e...
Down the rabbit hole
Started reading about illuminated manuscripts for my art history class this morning. Innocent enough, right? Just needed to understand the context for one as...
More moments on Instagram
Reels, snapshots, and the behind-the-scenes chaos that never makes the blog.
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