I Don’t Care What You Eat or Why You’re Eating It

My Facebook news feed has been completely overrun by the name “Chick-fil-A.” Today has officially become known as “Chik-fil-A-Day” and this has only added to the diarrhea of the mouth (or keyboard) that people seem to be spewing all over the internet, and my precious news feed. I have seen some people post multiple paragraphs…

Celebrity List

A few years ago Isaac and I went to Los Angeles to attend my cousins wedding. We did what any normal couple does before heading to the Hollywood Hills and compiled our “celebrity lists”, also known as “celebrities I am allowed to seduce and my significant other cannot get mad or leave me.” Sure, the…

Letter to My High School Self

Dear High School Courtney, It gets better. Someday soon you will learn to embrace the things that make you different, and you will actually be liked for them. I know you feel like you need to have the perfect hair, the perfect body, and say the perfect things, but you don’t. The reality is that…

Missing the Burn

It has been a little over a month since I became pregnant with my hemorrhagic cyst. What a long month it has been! Don’t get me wrong, I’m still so thankful and relieved that it is nothing more serious than a hemorrhagic cyst, but it has still been an everyday challenge. I have spent a month out…

When Did Cancer Get So…Sexy?

It’s no secret that sex sells. If you look through any magazine or watch TV for approximately 30 seconds, you will see scantily clad women selling everything from Doritos to toilet paper. Trust me, nothing makes me want to buy a particular brand of toilet paper more than a woman with a perfect behind and…

School Blues

Last week I began my fourth online class towards my Humanities Degree. I have come to an important realization: I hate online classes.  In 2007 I enrolled in an online class in addition to my “real” classes and dropped it within two weeks. There is absolutely nothing that appeals to me about taking classes online.…

The One Word Analysis

I am a woman (It’s true, I checked). This means a few different things: I can cry wherever, whenever, and for whatever reason I want, no explanation necessary. I can and will constantly change my mind on both minor and major life issues. My feelings towards peanut butter, organized religion, rainy days, the color yellow,…

Melodramatic Monday’s

I’m noticing a trend in my Monday’s lately: I develop or at least become aware of certain pet-peeves that I posses. I have a lot of pet-peeves. I’ve made a list before and it seems to only be growing as I spend more and more time in the work world. Monday’s have a way of turning…