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Marvelous Monday morning

13 May 2013 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Blogs, Cocktails With Hemingway, Coffee, Fitness, Food, Highest Self, Neshoba, Spirituality, Unitarian Universalists

Despite the fact that I can usually bounce out of bed bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready to conquer my day, I am not immune to occasionally feeling sluggish on Mondays. Today definitely was not one of those Mondays. I woke up peacefully sans alarm clock at 5am and started week 4 of my Couch Potato to 5K program. Then I ate a bowl of sugar free oatmeal with a hearty heaping of flax seeds and a glass of 1% milk. No, I have not lost my mind and I’m not dieting. But I feel so much better when I eat clean and healthy, so if I’m not at a restaurant or cooking for a special occasion, that’s what I plan to do.

Was there time for yoga and a virtual church service before the pitter patter of young feet? There was! Would you believe me if I said I did all of this without a single drop of coffee? I kid you not….the pot that pumps the caffeinated lifeblood into our veins met its tragic demise yesterday. Between my mother and me I give it another hour at most before we’re speeding to Target to make a purchase for the most essential home furnishing other than the bathtub.

Methinks I’m running on natural energy– unbridled passion and enthusiasm!!– because I renewed Cocktails With Hemingway for another year last night.

Thank you to Ginny at Capelli for my fabulous hair.

Endless thanks to my friend, Julia, who shared with me the Church of the Larger Fellowship. It’s a Unitarian Universalist congregation without walls– meaning it’s all online. Live services occur at 8pm ET on Sundays and 9am ET and 1:30pm ET on Mondays. Beyond the website offers a wealth of information and opportunities to participate. What an incredible supplement to my ‘in person’ spiritual community at Neshoba. Even if you do not identify as a UU [or have no idea what that is]… I encourage you watch this afternoon’s service if you are able or check out some of the previous ones if you are not. Consider it a way to enhance your current beliefs without detracting from any particular religion. I assure you there is no crusade to promote our UU agenda found here either.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,

Sloane

MBC17

18 Mar 2013 1 Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Blogs, Cooper Young Festival, East Memphis, Events, Fail, Friends, High School, Hutchison, Memories, Memphis, Model UN, Overachiever, Sloane Tags: 2013, Blog Challenge, March, March Blog Challenge

• March Blog Challenge •
Day 17: Why and when did you start blogging?

I started blogging on LiveJournal when I was in high school. Since then I have used Xanga, Blogspot, and now Word Press. Three of my four previous blogs are still in existence. Yes, they are private. No, I’m not sharing the links here. Trust me, you aren’t missing much.

Hanging out with my friends before the Cooper Young Festival junior year…I’m in the black top with camo pants and my pumpkin purse.
[Memphis • 2002]

Reading entries I wrote ten or more years ago…wow. I fixated on inconsequential matters and acted like the moody, melodramatic teenager I was, complete with bad attitude and boy craziness. I hated everyone and they hated me. I ‘rebelled’ by acting tough [let's not mention the perfect grades, volunteering, and fear of any sort of from the girl who never drank, missed curfew, and made it through high school with one detention] and identifying with the counterculture. I was so misunderstood.. In a word: hilarious.

Because ever high school badass participates in Model UN.
[Nashville, TN • November 2011]

Though I don’t exactly remember why I created my first blog, I’m sure the reasons were nothing profound. Other than expressing my own torment [in the most dramatic ways] my early entries lack purpose or direction. Most likely I wanted something to show my online ‘friends.’ Because, you know, I had to resort to befriending strangers in cyberspace since I was too hardcore and misunderstood to acknowledge people in the real world.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,
Sloane

International response

17 Mar 2013 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Blogs, Cocktails With Hemingway, Etc., Sloane, Uncategorized Tags: Algeria, Australia, Canada, France, Germany, Great Britain, Iceland, India, Mexico, Monaco, Netherlands, Nigeria, Poland, Portugal, Qatar, Russia, South Africa, Spain, Sweden, Tunisia, United Arab Emirates, United States

What do people in Algeria, Australia, Canada, France, Germany, Great Britain, Iceland, India, Mexico, Monaco, Netherlands, Nigeria, Poland, Portugal, Qatar, Russia, South Africa, Spain, Sweden, Tunisia, United Arab Emirates, and the United States [the vast majority of the continental states + Alaska & Hawaii + Puerto Rico (even Guam)]have in common?
They’re all recent readers of this blog!
[[ Well maybe not all of them. Let me fantasize about my global following. A girl can dream, right? ]]

Just one page of viewers on the map

Thank you for reading. Special thanks to all those return viewers. I hope you find something you enjoy on here. Now go and tell all of your friends– domestic and international– to visit Coctails With Hemingway.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,
Sloane

Hear ye, hear ye

11 Mar 2013 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Anxiety, Blogs, Cocktails With Hemingway, Crime, Drugs, Etc., Housing, Humor, Memphis, Stress, The South, Winning

Blogging serves as my outlet for self-expression. It’s cathartic, enabling me to vent, while also fulfilling my creative need. It’s something I truly enjoy doing regardless of how many people are paying attention. Even if I’m not discussing anything deep– especially if I’m not discussing anything deep– I rely on this blog to occupy my time in a productive manner. More often than not it’s a distraction, which I need. But I absolutely will not allow it to become a stressor. So if that means skipping a few days [or weeks], announcing things on my terms, omitting some things, beating a dead horse into the ground with other things, rambling nonsensically or being rendered speechless, controlling who can read certain entries, or anything else I can do as the Queen/Dictator/Divine Ruler/President of Cocktails With Hemingway….that’s my prerogative.

Malnourished, underweight, exhausted, stressed to the max, depressed, broken, feeling awkward because of the camera, and halfheartedly attempting a smile…this is me. Taken this morning at Marisha’s it is the most current picture I have.

So I’m going to jump into the March Blog Challenge on the current day instead of panicking that I’ll never catch up starting from the beginning. No deadlines bind me to optional, self-imposed projects that aren’t important. I’ll do it when I do it and if it doesn’t get done oh well. The same goes for my photo edits. Of course I respect your time– just look at what a stickler I am for punctuality. Being prompt and efficient is extremely important to me. However, I am doing you a favor, so please don’t pester me. Why should I work myself into a frenzy because I need a few more day? Do remember that I’m taking time I really don’t have to do something special for you. For free. We don’t have a contract and I’m not getting paid for my efforts. With that being said….if you want some of my creations [and are patient and respectful] don’t hesitate to ask. Like blogging, my foray into ‘visual arts’ is quite enjoyable. Just don’t send more than 5 photos at a time.

I made this for my parents. While Mom pursued graduate studies in Nashville, Dad manned artillery in Vietnam. These pictures come from the summer of ’69.

Now I’ll switch to some lighter fare.

People never cease to amaze me with their…puzzling…behaviors. Whether it’s a blatant disregard for the law or your own life, these two made me laugh out loud. The next logical step is their cohabitation. Not paying rent frees up considerably money for his ‘extracurricular activities’ thus ensuring he’s never sleeping and hypervigilant [not to mention aggressive, paranoid, erratic]. Who better to provide on site security for this foreign national and her authority complex? She’ll be warned before those pesky cops arrive with plenty of time to flee the scene. They’ll be luxe squatting all over the world.

One of my dear friends, a police officer, had an interesting night on the job.

There is nothing funny about congestive heart failure. There is nothing funny about drug addiction. It’s actually quite sad and disturbing. Paging Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, anyone?

‘Abka Re Bey’ a.k.a. Tabitha Gentry
Sovereign Citizen & Moorish National

Do you see any trace of remorse on this face? Of course not. Homegirl knows she got free rent and lots of attention. I would advise her to enjoy those 15 minutes now because I hear time passes slowly in prison….but she’ll never be incarcerated for any significant amount of time. She doesn’t acknowledge legal authority so jail won’t acknowledge her. That’s how it works, right? I’m a sovereign citizen of my own little planet. You cannot image how relieved I am to know that upon my return to Memphis I won’t have to worry about saving for a house. The first unoccupied home for sale that I stumble upon is mine for the taking and I won’t have to spend a dime!

[[SIDENOTE: Quite a few years of my youth were spent in this gorgeous home. One of my best friends and her family lived there. Abka Re Bey could not have picked a more stunning estate. Although I’m sure it looked much better with furniture, especially considering the flawless decor I observed during my time on 600 Shady Grove.

Jamie Jeanette Craft

I’ve never been arrested. But by God, if the law must take me…..let them take me pantless and ‘fleeing the scene’ in a battery operated Power Wheels truck.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,
Sloane

MBC1

05 Mar 2013 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in A woman's Right to choose, Anxiety, Birth control, Blogs, Child 'Protective' Services - CPS, Child Abuse, Death Penalty, Etc., Facebook, Feminism, GLBT issues, Goals, Guilty Pleasures, Injustice, Kids, Legal, Passion, Race, Reproductive health, Sloane, Social Justice, Women

• March Blog Challenge •
Day 1: A self portrait + 5 random facts

My friend, Preston, captured this image in 2005 during a spring photo shoot at the historic Peabody Hotel in Memphis. Megan Childers [favorite roomie and actual roomie at the time!] served as my partner in crime. We frolicked around downtown, laughing and feeling famous as we played model. I adored my strapless , formfitting dress. It made me feel glamorous and feminine– a radical departure from my tomboy style– and I distinctly remember a sense of maturity that was otherwise foreign to my 19 year old college self. The red dress with black polka dots gave me a figure [prior to my childbearing curves I rocked the physique of a fifth grade boy], much to my delight. Overall I felt stylish, elegant, sassy, playful…and exhausted. This was one of the last pictures Preston snapped. I love the way my multicolored bracelets [to this day I still wear dozens of them] are visible. Getting dolled up without compromising my identity created lasting memories. It was a fun day during a very fun time in my life.

If the phone rings at my favorite newspaper, I answer it, regardless of employment status. Maris took this picture of me at my old desk taking a call during my last trip home [December 2012]. Note the Jersey Shore shirt.

I uploaded a “25 Random Facts About Me” note to Facebook three years ago. Ten items didn’t make the cut whereas I copied the rest. Present day commentary is italicized.

#1) In case you haven’t noticed, I live on my own planet most of the time. My little universe consists of a plethora of books/magazines [I'd rather read than talk], abundant internet usage, and immersing myself in whatever captivates me at the moment….but I always come back to reality and get things done. Well, most of the time.
I cringe now as I read that statement. While every word is true, it is not immediately clear that I am describing ‘me’ time versus family time. My children get 100% of my focus 100% of the time. I just can’t say the same for adults.

#2) Two of my worst vices are celebrity gossip [I check Perez Hilton religiously- heaven forbid I miss out on important news] and really bad television. Especially MTV. 16 & Pregnant, Teen Mom 1 & 2, Jersey Shore, True Life– I can’t get enough. For the longest time I tried to keep this ‘problem’ under wraps. Yet one day during a 3000-level philosophy class on campus an Us Weekly fell out of my backpack. Busted. I decided then to embrace it.
It’s been almost a year since I’ve had cable and the funds for magazines so I’ve learned to do without…except People magazine and the free TMZ app.

#3) I was adopted at birth. Overall I’m quite indifferent to this fact. I’m not upset or harboring resentment, I’ve just never really cared. However, I am currently in the process of obtaining medical records for the sake of Adam.
Those efforts were suspended due to an unexpected fee and will continue as soon as I am able.

#4) Through my family I can claim Reese Witherspoon, Mark Twain, and John McCain as my relatives or people that have married into our cozy bunch.
That hasn’t changed.

#5) Sports are not my cup of tea. But I do enjoy playing hockey and water polo and watching motocross.
That hasn’t changed either.

#6) I am a sucker for a Bloody Mary or a Red Stripe beer.
Mmm….

#7) If I could have any ‘superhero power,’ I would choose to be fluent in every language that ever existed and would speak them all frequently.
I wish.

#8) Cotton balls terrify me and I refuse to touch them. As for other phobias, I hate flying, but I have to do it…I’m a nervous wreck on board an aircraft vessel. You do not want to sit next to me.
Oprah had a woman on her now defunct talk show who shared my irrational fear. Oprah also said San Luis Obispo was the happiest place in America. Boy, do I have some bombshells for Ms. Winfrey….

#9) Communication is my weakest link. I hate talking on the phone. I won’t call you unless it’s an emergency. Texting isn’t my forte either. Please don’t ever take it personally if I’m not the best at speaking with you and can never initiate a conversation.
Why can’t we all just email each other?

#10) To say I am a liberal is an understatement. Women’s issues [especially pro-choice ones], safety for children, rights of LGBT individuals, equality, justice, compassion, kindness, peace, liberty….these things are so important to me.
Add to this list a massive overhaul of Child ‘Welfare” Services. Reforms in Family Court. Protect those innocent kids who did nothing to deserve such a fate.

#11) I am painfully shy. Sometimes it takes me years to warm up to people. But once you get me started, I don’t stop! I’m like a sponge. I sit quietly and absorb everything.
Sarcasm is a virtue and silence is golden. Both are also my defense mechanisms.

#12) If you really want to see me panic, give me ‘bad’ attention. An example of bad attention is a surprise party or servers singing to me in a crowded restaurant. ‘Good’ attention includes public speaking and/or recognition for my accomplishments.
It’s a fine line between praise and panic attack.

#13) Currently I have 9 tattoos and plan on getting at least 9 more. Sorry, Mom and Dad. All of my tattoos are in black ink. I don’t do colors. They are beautiful on others but not for me. My tattoos are words and symbols as opposed to illustrations.
Now I have 13.

#14) Writing is my passion. I will be published. There are too many stories I have to tell and topics to explore for me to remain silent.
AMEN.

#15) I am such a daredevil. This has toned down significantly since I became a mother but I’ll do anything to get an adrenaline rush.
I can’t wait to leap from a plane in the Memphis sky, parachute through the Memphis air, and land on the Memphis ground.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,
Sloane

March blog challenge

05 Mar 2013 1 Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Blogs, Cocktails With Hemingway, Etc.

As a part of my ongoing effort to balance Cocktails With Hemingway I decided to participate in a daily blog challenge for the month of March. If I can do it on Instagram then I can do it here too. Pay no mind to the fact that we’re already five days into the month.

DISCLAIMER: Everything you see on this blog comes from my iPhone. Meaning I essentially send the equivalent of dozens– if not thousands– of text messages to create a single entry. Show mercy on me and my poor arthritic thumbs if we fall behind.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,
Sloane

Bring on 2013

31 Dec 2012 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Blogs, Quotes, Words of Wisdom

Happy new year!

Good riddance, 2012. I present thirteen quotes for ’13. Who needs resolutions?

1) “The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi

2) “A thankful heart is not only the greatest virtue, but the parent of all other virtues.” ~ Marcus Tullius Cicero

3) “Keep away from those who try to belittle your own ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you believe that you too can be great.” ~ Mark Twain

4) “He who controls others may be powerful, but he who has mastered himself is mightier still.” ~ Lao Tzu

5) “A woman is like a tea bag– yo u can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.” ~ Eleanor Roosevelt

6) ” I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another matter.” ~ Winston Churchill

7) “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed group of individuals can change the world; indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.” ~ Margaret Mead

8) “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” ~ Oscar Wilde

9) It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength.” ~ Maya Angelou

10) “Motherhood is a choice you make everyday, to put someone else’s happiness and well-being ahead of your own, to teach the hard lessons, to do the right thing even when you’re not sure what the right thing is…and to forgive yourself, over and over again, for doing everything wrong.” ~ Donna Ball

11) “I don’t think it’s possible to have a sense of tragedy without having a sense of humor.” ~ Christopher Hitchens

12) “A man without ethics is a wild beast loosed upon this world.” ~ Albert Camus

13) “On the contrary, your Honor. I was doing my best to conceal it.” ~ Mae West
[upon being asked by a judge if she was trying to show contempt for the court during a trial for indecency]

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,
Sloane

I don’t feel strong

29 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Adam, Cocktails With Hemingway, Da Real Homiez, Heartbreak, Megan Childers- favorite roomie, Tatum, Will Reed

“The strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.” ~ Barbara Kingsolver

She's the spitting image of her brother.

My heart can only take so much. I try my best to refrain from speaking of Will on this blog. Respect for my children, reluctance to express any thoughts about him for fear my words will be misconstrued in a way that negatively affects my situation, recognizing that I’m not the only person impacted by his actions….there are countless reasons for this decision. But when I heard that he did not attend his visit with Adam this week I felt as though I’d been sucker punched. I cried until there were no more tears left. Especially with my absence, I relied on these visits to remind Adam that his parents did not just disappear. I’m so torn up I can’t even discuss all of the awful possibilities that went through my head or talk about it anymore at all. Please pray for my little boy.

Bonus points for having my favorite roomie and my favorite daughter in one picture.

Thank you, Megan, for coming by to see us this evening. It’s been over a year since I last saw her in person so it was particularly meaningful getting to spend some quality time catching up on things. Megan and I have been close since junior high– I can count the number of friendships I have from that era on one hand– and it’s so comforting to be around people who knew you when your biggest worry in life was being grounded from a group movie date.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,

Sloane

Sunday afternoon

12 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Cocktails With Hemingway, JiLTED, Magazines, Music, Online Materials, Pregnancy, Reading, The Wee One

Maybe if your password is so blatantly obvious it will throw people off!

Crib – check
Travel system [car seat + stroller] – check
Battery operated swing – check
Portable bouncer seat – check
Bottles – check
Formula – check
Bibs – check
Diapers – check
Wipes – check
Changing table – check
Clothes – check
Dreft – check
Baby toiletries – check
Blankets – check
Cuddly animals – check
Infant toys – check
Books – check
Soothing music – check
Baby Einstein DVD’s – check
Sling for Mommy – check
Monitors – check
Pack ‘N’ Play system – check

The only two things I’m missing are a bassinet [my friend who works at Target is picking it up for me] and a baby tub [currently being shipped from Memphis]. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who gave me surplus baby goodies and other gifts. I appreciate it more than you’ll ever know. Please don’t think I’ve lost my manners– I’m holding off on thank you notes until Tatum arrives so I can actually enclose a picture of her with and/or wearing your item[s]. =)

Though my pregnancy has been robbed from me, nobody will ruin Tatum’s birth. For so long her impending arrival has been the light at the end of the tunnel. Much to my dismay, holding her in my arms won’t get me out of the tunnel….but at least I’ll be bathed in light and can see the exit. I can’t wait to meet my precious baby girl. Soon enough we’ll all be together. Within a matter of days this blog will take on a considerably happier, lighter tone.

Having spent the past few years as an internet presence, I’ve been in blogging game long enough to understand that certain topics [such as Whitney Houston] quadruple your traffic. This is not something I’d exploit nor would I be so crass as to think that a breaking news item is ‘good for business’ but I think it’s so interesting to observe all the international hits since my post last night about the loss of a legend. Most of the new traffic comes from Asia: China, Indonesia, Malaysia, and Lao People’s Democratic Republic. I’ve also received a new follower from Greece and encourage you all to read his story.

Wish me luck, everyone. I discovered an incredible publication last night that resonates with me personally…and they are looking for writers. Tonight’s project involves filling out my application, answering questions, and gathering samples of my work. I’ll reveal the name of the magazine after everything is submitted. Of course this is only a freelance opportunity– something I’d do in my ‘spare time’– but I’m hoping and praying they’ll accept me. Fingers crossed.

#FirstWorldProblems

Speaking of magazines, from now until Tatum’s arrival I’m going to be working constantly on JiLTED. A burden will be lifted from my shoulders if my only responsibilities involve editing and nagging our writers to do their thing as we approach the March 24th deadline. If you still haven’t called/emailed to discuss your contributions for the debut issue now is the time. I’m especially looking forward to what people have to say regarding politics. You know you have something to say about politics.

Hey Melissa Calvert! I’m calling you out publicly here. Don’t forget to be working on the logo, m’lady. Please and thank you.

I’m going to eat the delicious matzo ball soup I made for dinner, take a bubble bath, and get in my pajamas to read a bedtime story for Adam on YouTube. Bonus points for the fact that I just caught the opening performance on the Grammy Awards from the beautiful and insanely talented Bruno Mars. More blogs to come later tonight.

9 days until Tatum’s arrival. <3

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,

Sloane

I’m baaack….again.

08 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment

by Cocktails With Hemingway in Adam, Cocktails With Hemingway, Creepers, Homesick, Maternity Leave, Memphis, Pregnancy, Relaxation

I struggled valiantly to maintain my two weeks of blogging silence. Seven days into it I succumbed to my addiction. Stuck all alone in my apartment– confined to the couch nonetheless– without Cocktails With Hemingway launches my brain into overdrive. Those thoughts belong here so I can attempt in vain to maintain relaxation mode for my mind. Offers poured in from my church family and shelter friends for company and help around the house….but I desperately needed this time to disengage, decompress, and think quietly. Thank you endlessly to all who offered their friendship and assistance and please don’t take it personally that I declined. Half of my heart is missing and it’s impossible to fill the void.

If he can't be in the car with my loaded gun....getting his nails did with me is the next best thing!

Bed rest. Sigh. What a love/hate relationship. Have I mentioned yet that I am eagerly anticipating my return to work? I fully realize now that this mandate is imperative for Tatum’s final weeks in the womb and my own health….so I’ve accepted it and try to honor the terms as much as possible. It’s difficult, insanely boring, and– worst of all– I feel crippled when it comes to fighting for Adam. Missing our Friday ritual [due to my hospitalization] was one of the most painful things I’ve experienced in a long time. For a variety of reasons I try to express my anguish only in the vaguest of terms but do you have any idea how hard it is to be relatively silent about something that consumes your every waking moment and even your dreams?

Correct me if I’m wrong but I don’t recall being governed by hormones during my first pregnancy. Round two leaves me feeling as though I am a hormonal mess who is stressed beyond comprehension. And I’m so homesick it physically hurts. Case in point: I read about a Memphis mother who left her 4 year old, 2 year old, and 9 month old in a running car while she went inside to get a manicure. The middle child got a hold of Mommy’s loaded gun and pointed it at a concerned cop performing a welfare check. A search of the vehicle also revealed a big ol’ bag of weed. After finishing the story I burst into tears. Not because of the appalling ‘parenting’ of this woman, not because I was relieved that her kids were in a safe place, not because she went (back) to jail [though of course all those things were true]….but because I wished I was in Memphis. You can only imagine how the floodgates were unleashed once I heard that Mo’ Money Taxes scammed a bunch of people. My heart yearns for my hometown!

[[ Sloane's Note: Memphis is not some vast ghetto wasteland comprised of trashy, ignorant morons. It's a vibrant city rich with history and culture. There are countless incredible individuals doing incredible things for an incredible place. But I was born and raised here so it's okay for me to poke fun. If you diss my city, however, prepare to incur my wrath-- unless of course you're from there too. ]]

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It’s confession time. Remember when I shared with you that I eliminated my Feedjit tracker? I lied. Not only does the [hidden] tracker remain but I paid for an upgrade so I could pinpoint exactly who’s reading this. I could care less about the innocuous creepers– Hey B! Hi J! Greetings to a certain ex’s entire family!– they don’t bother me. My decision to closely monitor the page views stems from my desire to see who’s paying attention in the county of San Luis Obispo. Don’t think for a second that I don’t know my audience and tailor my posts accordingly.

Do you have Pinterest? I’ve found that it’s a great way to kill time. Because, you know, there simply isn’t enough on the internet to keep the average person entertained with mindless drivel. Apparently most of my friends that I follow are obsessed with weddings, food, and exercise. Interesting combinations. In comparison to most of the folks I follow, I don’t have very many boards. The ones I do have are sparse. I’ll just add that to my never ending list of internet duties, enhancing my Pinterest boards for your viewing pleasure. Warning: it becomes addictive quickly.

Excuse my obscenely short shorts. As I was finishing my junior year of college when I gave birth, Adam and I spent lots of time in comfy clothes 'doing homework.'

I am the queen of detailing my future blogging plans….only to let them fall by the wayside. Whether I forget, run out of time, or a combination of the two, it’s not getting done. So my commitment to you is that within the next few days you will hear about a horrific ordeal that happened to one of my best friends, ‘push presents,’ an example of my crippling anxiety, the monumental decision regarding Tatum’s birth, and my thoughts on the latest Teen Mom 2. Did you really expect any sort of linear thought pattern with this girl?

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,

Sloane

Cocktails With Hemingway

Marvelous Monday morning

MBC17

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I don’t feel strong

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I’m baaack….again.

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