I have been thinking about booking myself a trip to a spa. And then I thought back to less than a year ago, when I last visited The Lodge at Woodloch. (I used to visit there annually. If you’re looking for a laid back spa experience, where you can either delve in with the yogis or just go it your own way, there’s no better place than this.) But as I think back to my last spa experience, I’m starting to wonder if a staycation might be my better option. Wanna know why? This is a long explanation so settle in with a nice cup of tea and read on.
If you’re new to a gluten-free diet, you may not yet know which products are worth the spend. The best advice I have been given is just to avoid substitute foods entirely and try my best to live a grain-free lifestyle. But with my busy schedule that’s easier said than done. If you’re in the same boat as me and are striving to eat healthier but you still want some quick things you can grab for yourself or your family members, here are a few recommendations.
As someone who has multiple chemical and fragrance sensitivities, but an equally potent allergy to dust, I often struggle to find cleaning projects that solve one problem without causing another. This article from Houzz offers great suggestions for those of us who like to keep a clean house without exposing ourselves to potentially harmful fumes often found in bleach and other typical household cleaners.
C’mon. Admit it. You wanted to be a rock star. Is there anyone on this planet who hasn’t at some point fantasized about how he or she would look on stage in skin tight pants made of material that ought not to be worn by any human, all while perfecting the art of strumming eighth notes on the guitar?
I’m proud to announce that I belong to an elite group – no, not the media elite Sarah Palin loved to reference as a justification for her repeated inability to answer simple political questions. I belong to a group of people that can look back on their youth with the proud memories of their attempt to make it on the music scene.
I’m OCD. I know it. I’m also not a perfect writer. I’ve always leaned more towards creativity in my writing than perfection, which is quite the accomplishment for someone who is admittedly OCD. Even so, I still just can’t help but grimace when I see some of the most fundamental aspects of language completely butchered. And for that reason, many of my friends show me love by posting images such as these to my personal Facebook page.
I’ve never been good at sports. I’m just not athletic at all. But there was a time when I thought I had found my one athletic talent.
It all started at a roller skating rink in New Jersey. It was in the early 80s and fluorescents were all the rage in the world of fashion. Michael Jackson had just begun his ascent to becoming The King of Pop and Steve Perry was trying to make a name for himself as a solo artist (yes, I’m old).
My boyfriend is a coffee snob, so my appreciation for sugary lattes drives him crazy (my doctors also don’t approve). But c’mon, I call this art. @Caffeination in Philadelphia.
Maybe someday soon there will be vacation packages for singles, the snowman will return as our beloved holiday mascot and maybe, just maybe, “working people” will become the new political catch phrase.
This is the first edition of my ongoing report about online dating woes. But before I continue, I should admit that I met my boyfriend of a year online. I had given up on the whole online romance thing. In fact, I think I had just about given up on romance entirely. However, after being somewhat coerced by a friend of mine (to whom I will owe a lifetime of favors should my relationship work out), I finally struck gold. I guess there’s something to be said for tenacity. Of course, if you’re frustrated with online dating and have made a pledge never to try it again, I don’t blame you. If you’re considering going online for the first time, let me give some warnings about what you can expect.