Readers (except for mom, get outta here), I need your help today. By this time next week I'll be in Las Vegas for the very first time, and I know jack about what I should do, where I should eat (all the food, obviously), and if there is anything I absolutely cannot miss. I'm going with my mom and grandmother, so no Thunder From Down Under suggestions (or do suggest them and I'll try to go anyway). 12 year old me has already tried getting tickets to Britney Spears, but that ma

I've only ever been this worn out once in my life (Spartan Race. Never again), all because of a dance class and pilates. Am I exaggerating? Probably. Was it really that challenging? Definitely. If you're looking to get your butt in gear, toned out the wazoo, and meet some great people who are ugly sweating just as much as you are, I highly recommend heading out to meet Brit and her team at Grit Fitness - locations in Dallas Design District and off SMU Blvd, and the built toug

Cooking, baking, underwater basket weaving - I do it all (except for the basket weaving. I'd probably drown from getting to into it and forget to come up for air.) The downside of loving to make things in my kitchen is that I'm lazy, no bones about it. Being lazy breaks down into a two different parts: 1) I despise cleaning up - the stove, the dishes, the mess on the floor from when I carried something from the stove to the sink, the list goes on. 2) I forget ( *cough* on pur