The Passes of My Life

Passes of Life

Back in Indiana, there is only one pass I need to govern my life– my license. It warrants an entrance into the bars, taverns, casinos and my eligibility to drive from place to place. These days it seems like my life is being ran by passes. If I happen to forget one of them I am in deep, dare I say, shit. Without my bus pass I cannot commute to work. If I forget my key pass for work I have to awkwardly ring our doorbell. Without my gym swipe card I can’t get my fitness on. And last, if I forget my beloved Jewel card I cannot get my groceries at the lowest price possible. So if you ever want to completely ruin my day, take one of these. Throws my whole day off.  And I say, to all of my fellow Chicagoans, may you never forget or lose your cards again. That would surely be a tragedy. 


Gotta Go Valpo – NCAA Commercial

In honor of my alma mater – bring on the Spartans! 2013 March Madness at it’s finest

DIY – Sushi

Who doesn’t love sushi? Who DOES love the price? No one. Don’t be scared. I know sushi looks extremely complicated with all that raw meat, awkward wooden plank roller thingy, and the slimy seaweed. After a little motivation from my fellow sushi lovers, we decided to get all the ingredients and become our own Sushi Masters.


1 lb. of Swordfish $15 

8 Seaweed Rolls $7

Bag of Japanese Rice $5

Realizing how bad I am at making sushi but how good it still tastes = PRICELESS


Teacher for a Day – 1st Grade Style

Dr. Suess

Last week I had the pleasure of reading the infamous “The Cat in the Hat” to my best friend’s 1st grade class. With having no previous schooling or knowledge about teaching, it was certainly an eye opener. I came prepared for the anxious little ones with paper characters, name tags, and a fun game for an “after reading” activity. It was amazing how smart, funny, and definitely energetic the bunch was. It was quite an honor. Props to you Miss J.

City vs. Town

Cities make the map but towns make the heart of Indiana.

Cities make the map but towns make the heart.                                                   – Rolling Prairie, IN