Category: Personal

Family Christmas Traditions

As you might have gleaned from my many, many holiday themed posts, Christmas is a big deal in my family. My parents and I spend Christmas Eve watching a Christmas movie and feasting on appetizers. (Maury joins us sometimes; other times, he prefers to sleep under my bed for the whole evening.) Later that night, ...

My Main(e Coon) Man Maury

"Sure, I'd love to come meet him. But, I can't guarantee that I'm going to take him..." I typed, simultaneously asking my coworker if I could borrow his cat carrier for a couple of days. Weeks earlier, my friend and her husband had found a cat who'd been abandoned in their building. Thinking at first ...

Holiday Shopping Tips

In case you haven't noticed by now, I kind of have a thing for Christmas. I think a lot of it is the traditions that I've cultivated over the years, from the house tour, to decorating with my mom, to our Christmas Eve feast of appetizers. Believe it or not, my annual Christmas shopping day ...

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1,000 Words, None of Them Particularly Kind

I plan out, schedule, and write my blog posts ahead of time (and actually, one of my upcoming posts is about the tools I use to do that). Hilariously, one of the posts that I had scheduled to write today was about self esteem. That's... not going to happen today. Not only would it be ...

Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones…

...and names will also hurt me A couple weeks ago, I posted some diary entries from my middle school years. Looking back at those posts was really hard; not only were most of them cringe-worthy, but my heart broke reading some of the ones I didn't post. Grade 7 was a hard time for me. ...

The Secret Diary of Julie Palmer: Part 2

(or F--k, I Was an Awkward Pre-teen) I mentioned a few weeks ago that I had some more diary entries to post. These ones are from when I was around middle school age, and they're just as awkward as the first batch--actually, more so. Here they are, with my present-day commentary. August 19, 1994 (10 ...

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Very Superstitious

(or I Know This Makes Me Sound Crazy) I'd like to say that I wasn't always superstitious, but that would be a lie. The first one I remember buying into was the good old "don't step on a crack or you'll break your mother's back." Thankfully I've since outgrown that one (sorry, Mom), but I ...

33, Plus One More

(or That Makes 34) Last year, I wrote about how excited I was to be turning 33, and how I'd learned to give up on the idea that I had to be at a certain point by a certain age. While I still agree wholeheartedly with that sentiment, I'd be lying if I said that ...

The Secret Diary of Julie Palmer

I found some old diaries that prove I was always a weirdo.

Summer Recap

(or: What I Did This Summer) Although fall is my favourite season (you can pry my sweaters, boots, and pumpkin scented products out of my cold, dead hands) (weirdly, though, I have no love for the PSL), I have to admit that this summer was pretty great. It was quite relaxing, and I got to ...