messy

The other night we had a group of friends over for dinner. Our attempts to “keep it small” were delightfully thwarted and we ended up with some 12-14 people over the course of the evening. These are the nights where my heart is so full I think it could burst. I think I never want […]

A girl always remembers her first …

This weekend, I roasted a turkey. For the first time ever. I was really, really nervous. There’s something about roasting a turkey that seems particularly grown-up. Maybe it’s because it always seems like that daunting task is reserved for the eldest generation … grandmothers, mothers, but rarely daughters (until we grow up and have kiddos […]