So, funny story: Two young men walked by Lance and I while we took these photos in our hometown of Springfield, Illinois, the Sunday after Christmas. They looked and stared and laughed a bit, which is one of the odder parts of blogging, but we’re used to it. But then he said the best part: “Fuckin’ tourists.” With full judgement, he scoffed … Keep reading…

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Rad people? Check. Extra snacks? Check. A ridiculous amount of noisemakers and silly hats? Check. … Blue margaritas that somehow ended up in wine glasses? You know it. I hope your New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day were as fun as ours! Hooray for 2015!

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GUESS WHAT. NEW YEAR’S EVE IS TOMORROW. I KNOW. IT’S ABSOLUTE MADNESS. I wish I could say I’m shitting you, but I’m not. Christmas always messes up my internal calendar, so New Year’s sneaks up each year and scares me half to death when I realize I have a few hours to plan a party. This year I managed to remember on … Keep reading…

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There’s no place like home for the holidays… and also during the days following the holidays, which are obviously meant to be spent with old friends who also came to town. Home wins. Hooray for home. In case I’m losing ya here, Lance and I just got back to St. Louis, like two or three hours ago. Our Christmas holiday was spectacular, … Keep reading…

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