I ran the Houston marathon this January. It was a smooth marathon with perfect weather, during the marathon AND during the 4 months of training. Living in Houston, we have what I think is a perfect winter.
I spent this past long weekend at Bandera, TX – The Cowboy Capital of the World! Yes, the world! It was such a beautiful small town.
To my fellow runners: we all have a few friends, family members, and coworkers who just don’t get it. They often ask the same thing, wonder why we run, and can’t comprehend why we even run.
The long weekend of 4th of July I decided to stay home, relax and catch up on all the shows I’ve missed.
I often hangout with girlfriends for brunch or wine nights. Seven out of ten times, if you put women in a room with alcohol, the main topic of conversation is men. This is a legitimate stat…tested by me.
I spent 19 months planning 5 hours of my life.
But don’t you want the start of forever to be perfect?
I was losing my head, my temper, my beauty sleep and social life.
Sometimes all you need is drinks and some girl talk.
Being new to a city can be hard at times. Making friends after college is not as easy as it used to be.
It’s all about the little things.
I would not give up the beautiful moments and acts of love I receive from Flavio for a million bucks. Unless I can get both, then in that case.
The truth of the matter is that we cannot pay for 300 people to be at our wedding so I have to clean up the list a bit. Here is my reasoning on how I will go on to do this.
Why do men feel like they need to get certain things out of their system? Do they? If they don’t will it ruin their marriage after a few years? Can they settle for the perfect woman once they meet her?
Last week I
I was so excited about this short video sent by my boss (which I will show towards the end of the post), that I had to share it with you guys.
Hey everyone!!! After intense negotiations with Ari to become a Guest Blogger… she won, and here I am! My name is Flavio I know my name sounds cool and Italian, but I’m not.
I dislike you kitchen. I am tired of cooking bad food. We have had enough and honestly, it’s not you, it’s me.
The Thrive Blog Conference was held February 27-28 as a way to learn and network with fellow bloggers.
Growing up purple had always been my color. My room was always purple. My school supplies were always purple. My book bag. My highlighter. My favorite pen. My favorite sweater. My favorite nail polish. You get the point.