I have a love/hate relationship with boxing. I love that it is exhausting. I love that it is a mental game. I love that it is constant offense and defense. I love that it is always different. I just hate hitting people. Don’t get me wrong, I love hitting things; focus mitts, speed bags, and…
We decided to forgo sending out “Save the Date” cards to friends and family. Not to be non-conformists or to knockout another tradition – we simply didn’t want the added stress. I had a string of family emergencies that demanded my time and my (then) fiancé pointed out the fact that it would be faster…
I didn’t want one. I’ll just get that out there at the start. I was adamant. No ring. Nope! Especially a diamond ring. It just isn’t my style. I was firm in my opinion. I got a ring. Hypocrite! I know. I know. I didn’t want an engagement ring for a host of reasons: I…