"Sometimes it's not where you're going-It's who you're with"

"Let's get crazy, talk about our big plans. Places that you're goin'. Places that I haven't been."

Three girls + A closet sized bedroom with cartons of Chinese food scattered around the floor = The perfect formula for the "what do you want to be when you grow up" convo-that still doesn't get old, even at 22.

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I have a fascination with places. I know what you're thinking, don't we all? But my fascination is more about the power a place can have over you. Like somehow, it is the key that unlocks every wonderful, sad, horrible, great, beautiful thing that happened there. And it brings you right back to the people you were with.

Lately, I've been in the wonderful habit of being exhausted until the point when I actually get in bed. Like tonight.

Tonight I'm thinking about this place. It may be far less glamorous than New York, but let me tell you-this weekend for the 4th of July there will be a happenin' parade, complete with fireworks over the bay and beer for sale-compliments of the local church.






I've been blessed with the opportunity to travel the world, live on both coasts, and yet, I still don't think I've ever felt truer, more genuine happiness than in Door County, Wisconsin of all places.

I've heard that if you are truly content with yourself, than you will be happy anywhere. The place won't matter. I think I need to dive back into my 16 year old self and think about why I loved that place so much, because that is the kind of feeling I want to have wherever I end up.

One obvious key element is to find yourself surrounded by wonderful people, and so far, no matter what country, coast, or city, I think I've been pretty darn lucky.


On a far less philosophical note, do you think they make the serving size "3" on packages that contain mini, individually wrapped candy bars because they know it is absolutely impossible to eat only one?