11 July, 2025
Let’s talk about Mother’s Day—the holiday where the bar is set wildly low and yet somehow still manages to trip us. For one magical Sunday each year, moms everywhere wake up hoping…
By me, Lila (I’m four and a half) At Simply Storytime Studio by Simply Sina My name’s Lila. I’m four and a half. I don’t go to school like the…
Here we go. My first blog post. Cue the dramatic music. I’m not gonna lie, I’m nervous. My stomach is doing flips that would make an Olympic gymnast jealous. Honestly,…
Stop the presses, y’all—Bardstown has officially joined the caffeinated elite. That’s right, we now have a Biggby Coffee. Go ahead and clutch your pearls. Now before they officially opened, Biggby did this soft…
Lena was only twelve when the world stopped spinning right. It began on a humid August afternoon, the kind that pressed down on everything like a heavy, wet quilt. Her…

Smalls Sliders: Our TikTok-Fueled Foodie Field Trip

Alright y’all, let me set the scene: it’s hotter than the devil’s armpit in Florida, and what do we decide to do? Take a spontaneous (read: slightly dramatic and entirely TikTok-inspired) road trip to Clearwater just to try a place called Smalls Sliders. Because obviously, nothing says “great summer plan” like cheeseburgers and milkshakes in surface-of-the-sun weather. So […]

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Pizza, Pizza (Regret, Regret) – My Little Caesars Pretzel Crust Adventure

Let’s talk fast food, friends. You ever see a commercial so many times it basically hypnotizes you? That was me with the Little Caesars Pretzel Crust Pizza with Cheese Sauce. Every time it popped up on my screen, I was like, “Ohhh I NEED that salty, cheesy nonsense in my life.” I imagined myself biting into pretzel-y perfection, […]

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Confessions of a Coffee Addict Turned Cold Brew Queen

Let me just start by asking the real question here: Are you a coffee addict? Because listen—I absolutely am. Like, no-shame, full-throttle, drive-thru junkie status. Dunkin’? Starbucks? Baby, I’d hit those back-to-back if my bank account and waistband didn’t start crying simultaneously. Picture it: me, pulling into the drive-thru like it’s my birthright, ordering my oversized iced caramel […]

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SnRA, Enbrel, and Me: Still Hurting, Still Hoping (But Also Side-Eyeing My Joints)

Hey y’all — Let’s talk about something that’s been sitting on my heart (and, unfortunately, in my finger joints): my SnRA journey and this new chapter with Enbrel. So, I started Enbrel two weeks ago. Tomorrow is dose number three — which feels like a small milestone, especially for someone who’s never been one to casually […]

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The Final Kentucky Farewell — Hello, New Routine!

Alright y’all — it’s official. We’ve made our last trip back to Florida. Yep, you read that right. No more back-and-forths, no more packing up half the house for a weeklong stay. We. Are. HOME. Cue the confetti cannons, pop the sparkling juice, and imagine me doing a very awkward but enthusiastic victory dance in the kitchen. […]

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Bubba Did THE DANG THANG!

Listen—stop what you’re doing. Put your coffee down. We need to talk about Carson, because this young king just graduated from 8th grade with STRAIGHT A’s and snatched a spot on the Principal’s List like it was nothing. Highest honors, baby! Not only did he understand the assignment—he aced it, closed the tab, and logged out. Let’s give this boy his flowers, okay? Now, […]

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Lord Help Us, He’s 14: A Birthday Ode to Carson

Well, y’all, it happened. Carson is officially 14 years old tomorrow, which means he’s exactly 73% sass, 22% hair product, and 5% mystery smells. I blinked, and the tiny little boy who used to run around in superhero underwear is now taller than me, has opinions about fashion, and eats like he’s prepping for a football scholarship. […]

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Two Weeks Left in Kentucky: Send Help (and Snacks)

Okay, y’all. Deep breath. We have TWO WEEKS left in Kentucky before we trade bourbon and bluegrass for sunshine and sand. Two. Weeks. That’s 14 days, 336 hours, or approximately 12 Walmart trips (if I pace myself). And I have no clue what I’m supposed to be doing. Do I finish packing? Cry into a basket of […]

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