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choose all the adventures

Posted on July 25, 2014 by

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The most difficult hurdle I hopped in bringing this blog to life, was choosing a proper name, one that accurately reflected the nonsense bouncing around upstairs. It was like naming a child, or in more realistic tosh-terms, a pet; a forever thing. After weeks of dead-end ideas, I couldn’t shake Mr. Frost and his…

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when you are finished changing, you’re finished.

Posted on January 16, 2014 by

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When I was in grade school, I wanted to be a marine biologist. I didn’t even know what a marine biologist was, or what it meant to be one. (Yeah, I still have no clue.) In seventh grade I wanted to be the editor…

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the overwhelming menu

Posted on August 22, 2013 by

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I find restaurant menus very overwhelming. The more pages a menu has, the more overwhelmed I become. I am certain if I go to hell when I die, it will be in the form of a place like the Cheesecake Factory, where they think…

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Follow the yellow-leafed road. Exploring Minnesota’s State Parks. Autumn in Wisconsin. Leaf-peeping, rooftop tent style. Yesterday I mowed my lawn in 75° weather. In the middle of October. In Wisconsin. So many things wrong with that. Autumn is for sipping hot apple cider, leaf-peeping and pumpkin patches, all in cozy sweaters, not tank tops and flip flops. Guess I’ll have to go chase my fall with the last few weeks of freedom I have! PCT | SIERRA | That haze you see is actually smoke. Little did we know how much more of that we’d encounter in the coming weeks. Lake Michigan looking angry on the shores of Door County. Also, camping with a four-year-old takes rooftop tenting to a whole ‘nother level. PCT | CALIFORNIA | I accidentally got a job yesterday. But only because I discovered drinking wine is much less fun when you can do it literally any time you want. PCT | CALIFORNIA | I think I’m living the phrase, “Idle hands are the Devil’s handiwork.” That time I got a drone and pretended to know how to use it. I get to be a bird now! After a big adventure (like a 2,650 mile hike across the country) I tend to want to be alone. I avoid people at too many costs, unsure of the benefit all the same. But sometimes you have to ignore what you think you know about yourself and listen to a friend.
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