Since retiring from corporate job life and concluding that my life will be slightly miserable if I don’t at least try to make some of my dreams a reality, that’s what I’ve been working on. And in case you weren’t sure, chasing your dreams can get expensive. Not only that, but in exactly…Continue reading Straight Out of Central Casting
Tag: Memories
Surviving the DNC in Philly
It was a rough week here in Philadelphia. Not only was it 90,000 degrees out pretty much every single day this week, there was also that Democratic National Convention heating things up. An additional 50,000+ bodies made for a sweaty, crowded, and angsty week here in the City of Brotherly…Continue reading Surviving the DNC in Philly
Just Keep Swimming
I am a one-woman self-help book club. Which is to say, I hoard self-help books and then take nine hundred years to maybe finish them (both things we can talk about another time). Recently I’ve picked up a book that I first started reading in 2007 and never finished. A…Continue reading Just Keep Swimming
Confessions of a Nervous Girl: The Wedding
My name is Raina and I am a nervous girl. These are my confessions. The Wedding My friend Lauren was getting married. We’d met while waiting tables at Meritage. We’d grown close while bonding over our feelings of being college graduates with two jobs and the perils of being…Continue reading Confessions of a Nervous Girl: The Wedding
Hey, Remember that Time at Camp Stella Maris?
I’m pretty sure being a camp counselor might be one of the best jobs ever. I really can’t think of a better way to spend your summer–getting paid to hang out with your friends while you play outside all day with kids who think you are an actual super hero. My favorite summer as a camp…Continue reading Hey, Remember that Time at Camp Stella Maris?
Hey, remember that time I got trapped in an H & M dressing room?
In a land before therapy, I would ease my anxiety with hobbies like smoking Parliament Lights and buying shit I don’t need. After I quit smoking (thank you, thank you very much), my anxiety ramped up and in response, so did my trips to H & M. One Saturday afternoon…Continue reading Hey, remember that time I got trapped in an H & M dressing room?
Party of One
I don’t know that I’ve ever really thought of myself as an independent kind of girl. Growing up, there wasn’t much opportunity for independence or even alone time. My parents were divorced by the time I was seven and had shared custody. So while we were shuffled back and forth,…Continue reading Party of One
A Year to Remember
As 2014 came to a close, I was heading into the new year with just one resolution: Stop being the most miserable person I know. The endgame was happiness, that much was obvious. However, figuring out how to get from point A to point B wasn’t quite as clear. Once…Continue reading A Year to Remember
Hi, My Name is Raina and I’m Something of a Bad Ass
Friday night, I went with some friends to see the latest Hunger Games film. I’m not really all that into that franchise, but I am into movies about bad-ass women who kick a lot of ass. Speaking of bad-ass women who kick ass, I got into a street fight a…Continue reading Hi, My Name is Raina and I’m Something of a Bad Ass
A Family Affair
I will echo the same sentiment everyone else has 1,000 times already; I can’t believe it’s Thanksgiving already. I feel like it was only a couple of weeks ago that I was bitching about being so sweaty all the live long day. But yet, here we are. Just days away…Continue reading A Family Affair