I got a new purse from Fawn Boutique in Park City. She’s green and brown and ever so soft. It’s like carrying around a baby butt, but not as creepy. There’s only one problem with her is that she doesn’t have a name. Yes, I name all my purses. Hello I don’t have kids and therefore name all inanimate objects. What of it?I took my new purse to work today to show a co-worker. Trying to put my purse love in context I compared it to a crush another co-worker has on the new office intern. "I rub the purse just like Adam, the nerd, wants to touch the office intern: al ...

In a fit of independence I decided to rearrange the furniture in my apartment my myself. Occasionally I feel the need to remind myself that I don’t need anyone.Especially not a man.Or a tape measure.After moving all of the little furniture I tackled the couch. Which, of course, didn’t fit through the doorway I needed it to. Ahhhh! So, instead of having a newly arranged apartment I found out that I am not invincible. Hell, I’m not even strong. I also learned it’s OK to ask for help once in a while. I didn’t, but next time I will. This time I’m just call ...

I just caught up on The Hills and I have so many questions! If the show is real is not one of those questions, because it totally is. I stand by my original claim that it's scheduled, NOT scripted. Anyway.Is The Hills the new Sex and the City?If so, OH MY GOD, does that make Lauren the new Carrie Bradshaw? Just how many different shades of polish can that girl wear in an episode?Is Lauren really leaving the show?What will become of her?I'm soooo team LC!Oh no, does that mean I need a tee-shirt that says as such?Who can design that?GASP... will it be pink?Oh, please, please let it be pink!Wher ...

A few weeks ago I attended an event put on by the Social Media Club of Salt Lake City. The event had a panel that discussed how to properly market to women. Our lovely lady editor, Pamela, was on the panel. She had amazing things to say, and I wish I could pass those onto you. But I can’t.I don’t remember anything the panel had to say. Instead I remember the cupcakes they served. Oh my god the cupcakes! I want to dry hump those cupcakes; that’s how delicious they were.This weekend I met, Jyl, one of the organizers of the event. She introduced herself to me and then I babbled ...

This weekend I helped my darling grandmother celebrate her birthday. She’s 80 years old. I can’t believe it. It doesn’t seem possible that my grandmother is aging. It seems like just yesterday that she was singing catchy little kid songs in the kitchen while she baked cinnamon rolls. She used to bake a separate batch for me without raisins. I’ve always hated raisins, yet my entire family loves them. Everyone forgets that I refuse to eat them, but not my grandmother. After all these years she still remembers. That tiny detail just shows how much she loves me.Someday she& ...

At our Mother Day’s celebration this year I spent most of the afternoon jumping (and peeing) on the trampoline with my niece. I absolutely adore my niece and would never subject her to the trampoline torture from my youth, like I did my brothers. The minute my mother left me in charge we raced for the trampoline. We did all the things parents warn their children not to do: we jumped from the roof of the house onto the trampoline and even jumped out three story windows onto the trampoline. Pretty much we did everything that should have ended up with a trip to the emergency room. Luckily ...