Why I’m Stressing Out, But Not Really

Shortly after my father died in 1992, my mom packed up our life in Anchorage, Alaska and movedĀ  my two-year-old brother and four-year-old me to a significantly less gloomy place: a spacious apartment in Lake Oswego, Oregon. It has been 22 years since then, and Oregon has been the only place I have ever called “home.”

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Yesterday while packing up my kitchen, I realized that Continue reading

Food, Health, Weightloss

Back on track, buddy.

As I looked back on my last post from March (MARCH!?), I was intrigued by the information I found there. Intrigued because it seemed like four years ago that I quit my job at LA Fitness. In reality, it was about four months ago. In the time that I have been away from NMM, I have acquired a part time job at Starbucks. Because I know you want to come in and get a Decaf-Triple-Grande-Vanilla-Nonfat-No Foam-Latte from me, I work at the one on SW Park and Clay in downtown Portland.

All I have to say about my ninety days working for the company, is that Continue reading