Halloween used to be my favourite holiday. It was my one chance to dress up like a beautiful and sparkly (insert over-clichéd childish dream); the one time out of the year I could beg—and eat—all the candy I wanted with no thought of negative consequences. Halloween was almost better than Christmas for me. I truly [...]

Q (from Aimee): My question (and excuse if I missed this post): Have you ever driven one of PK’s rigs on a roadtrip or are you always the passenger? Do you have any desire to drive such large mechanical beasts on long, open roads? A (from Me): Hi Aimee! Good question. The answer is…no. Emphatically. [...]

It’s always green somewhere in the world–only never where I am. I have lived my life holding strong to the mantra “the grass is always greener on the other side of the hill.” I don’t mean to do this; I know it’s totally fickle of me, and nobody likes a fickle woman {though some in [...]

I was raised with the understanding that I was to dress modestly. In our family, “modest” was very specific: cover my shoulders, cover my bosom, cover my midriff, cover my buttocks. (In other words, boobs, belly, butt. [Only we're not crude here at Archives of Our Lives. We're very ladylike, and we use words like [...]

My body cannot take much more of this exhaustion. Every morning that I wake up to the sound of my phone’s alarm, I think, “If it is really time to get out of bed I’ll kill myself.” The days are long and the nights are short, and my predominant feeling is one of constant pain. [...]

One-word Wednesday: Ow. No, that’s not just a dirty thumbnail. The pointer finger, on the other hand {ha! Get it? Other hand?} is dirty (dirty with seven hours’ worth of spray paint); but the thumbnail is nothin’ but a nice dark shade of “ow.” Okay, so I’ve never been great at one-word Wednesdays. In fact, [...]

A recent map of visitors to Archives of Our Lives looks something like this: And when I say “recent” I mean mere minutes ago. And when I say “something like this,” I mean exactly. I’m thinking Archives of Our Lives needs to branch out. Quick, tell all your friends in the mid-west (why do they [...]