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here is the old saying “you are what you eat”. I am not in the medical field. I have zero formal education on health and wellness. However, I have a strong passion (and for those of you who personally know me, a large soap box!) for healthy eating and nutrition. Most of my life
fter being in Europe for two weeks and eating croissants for breakfast, pasta for lunch, pasta for dinner, cheese on everything or by itself and drinking wine we needed a reboot. While these meals sound great (and taste fabulous) this “lifestyle” probably isn’t great for your waist line. However, yes you walk EVERYWHERE and
ast year when we returned from our Europe trip we thought that one might have been our last trip for awhile. We are not getting any younger so we figured that if I got pregnant we probably wouldn’t be taking Eurotrip 2017. So we did our last trip big, we stayed in some nicer
rganic is often used to describe the food we eat. I went from eating organic to turning it into a lifestyle. My co-workers used to tease me that I was a hipster and now they call me a full fledged hippie. They know if they have a headache that I am going to give
veryone would ask “how’s married life going” after we got married. My answer was always “amazing”. Several people have told me that the first year of marriage would be the hardest. I couldn’t disagree more. My first year of marriage truly felt like an extended honeymoon. But the second year?!?! That’s a different story.
ately I have been observing more and more. I look around me a lot and watch people and notice how distracted everyone is. People are driving distracted. Most people walk down the street looking down at their phones opposed to with their heads up looking around. I sit in business meetings all day and people are
f you were to ask me what was the best place I have been to on vacation I would tell you Santorini, Greece. Of all of the Greek islands it is one of the most popular. Santorini is what you imagine Greece to be – the white buildings with the pretty blue roofs, windmills, cliffs,
ith our one year anniversary approaching I have been missing Italy more and more. Soon after my husband proposed we started talking about wedding plans. I immediately got stressed out thinking about them. I always thought I would want to get married in Detroit and get married outside. There are not a ton of venues
f you would have asked me what countries I wanted to see the most I would have told you Spain, Italy and Greece – in that order. The order I saw them was Spain, Greece and Italy. In the past 4 years I have been fortunate enough to travel to my “top three”. Which begs the