//via.// You've likely read of my praise-singing of The Skimm. I can't recall specifically how I discovered the gem of a newsletter a couple years ago, but it has really become a staple in my morning routine. The organization created a street team, cleverly dubbed "Skimm'bassadors," of which I am a card-carrying member.  But back to the emails. So often, I have questions surrounding...

 //via.// Monday, glorious Monday! The definite change of my attitude due wholly to the springtime weather is a little shocking to me. I've never so much noticed the shifting of my entire self come warmer weather, but this season, it is crazy obvious to me. I feel like a new girl--literally driving to work with a grin on my face. I'm sure passersby were wondering if I forgot my meds. I've...

 Spring has sprung, y'all. (thank God!) And I know it's beating a dead horse, but we have been so crazy busy. And as you fellow bloggers can sympathize, when the days get busy, things like blogging? Well, not so much an immediate priority. But back to spring.  I'm thrilled to report that spring is in full swing in Nashville. The telltale, feathery yellow daffodil blossoms...

//original pic via.// It's been a hot minute since I brought you anything aside from Bachelor recaps, but hey, new jams are always a favorite to post. While the low tonight is in the 20s, the trees are budding, everything is slowly transitioning to green and sunny skies have replaced the telltale wintry gray that Nashville is cloaked in for at least a quarter of the year. I don't think...

 //via.// This is it! The night we've all (kinda) been waiting for! Snowy Iowa makes for a far more desolate-looking Iowa. Awww, Chris holding three baby girls! Swoon. Really appreciate that accurate possessive 's on the mom's byline. Way to go, ABC. Not at all digging the statement necklace with the plaid, Whit. Waiting on that go-to hop and cling! Ooooh, but...

Everyone has their causes--their go-to illnesses and issues that trigger the emotion, that strike them deepest. I have a few--but spreading M.S. awareness is something that is of supreme importance to me. My mom suffered--and I do mean suffered--for decades from the disease. I've never been forced to medicate or endure physical pain from M.S. And yet, it's hurt me so deeply, for such a long time....

  //via.// women tell all--for the seasons I actually watch, this tends to be pretty yawnworthy, but these previews have gotten me a little excited. So cute to see Chris crash these watch parties. These women are freaking crazy. ...and the drunk mom mouth kiss him. Sweet Lord, these women are losing their minds. They wouldn't have freaked out this much if Clooney walked in. Reel it in. Now...

March is here!!! Can it be?! I heard someone on the radio claiming that 2015 is "one-sixth of the way over" and while I can figure the math, I'd be lying if I said I was happy it's flying by the way it is... that being said, sweet, baby Jesus, can we get some springtime?! Grass is always greener (no pun), and you always want what you don't have, but seriously......