New Years Jitters

It's been a crazy incredible year and as it comes to a close I start to get a little panicky thinking about all of the anticipation that comes along with a new year. There’s so much excitement, but also a lot of pressure. I usually love planning and preparing for a fresh start and a…

Occasionally Turning Into A Turtle

As we walked down the winding streets of Hamburg, Germany, the freezing cold wind whipped our faces. I had buried my chin into my scarf, but my breath was so hot and the air was so cold after about 10 seconds it was already humid in my little cocoon. I was cold and tired and…

A Little Vomit and Some Holiday Cheer

First of all, I have to make a slight amendment to my last post. I had said that I was doing away with being obsessed with traditions, but after a really special conversation with my lovely mother-in-law, I am seeing things a bit differently. She pointed out to me that it’s not about doing away…

Baby Tevye Celebrating Christmas

I am a stickler when it comes to traditions. I always want everything to be just how it was when I was a kid. Always. No changing. Got it? I’m like a mini Tevye from Fiddler on the Roof, “Tradition, tradition, tradition!”  I have always easily welcomed new people into our family’s traditions, but I…

Bambi On Ice and Accidental Confidence

I will start by saying that I have a husband that is good at everything and not just like “good,” but pretty freaking amazing at, well…everything. He always goes into something new going, “oh my gosh, I’m not sure, I’ve never done this before…" and then proceeds to blow everyone out of the water. It’s…

Matzoh Ball Soup and a Burglary

After a long day of Christmas shopping Domi and I came home on a high. We love being around the holiday spirit. We even allowed ourselves some peppermint mochas...  As soon as we walked in the door, Domi quickly and meticulously wrapped one belated birthday present for my Uncle and then we walked back out the door…

We’re All Human, Babe.

I have always been particular about my hair. My Dad will certainly tell you that I would easily freak out if my hair wasn’t always perfect…or at least what I thought was perfect. I didn’t like my curly hair until I was in college and I used to ask my Dad to blow dry it…

I Have an Internal Teleprompter Elf Problem

My family has lovingly named the part where you come back from vacation, re-entry. It’s the time leading up to landing back into the normalcy of life and all of the sudden realize you have to go back to work and everything feels a little bit terrifying. And it doesn’t matter whether you’ve been away…