First, it got lost in transit. Then it made it to my door. I could barely contain my excitement when I saw the bright metallic pink package sitting in my mailbox. I had been severely stressed out lately and this was one thing I had for me.
I hurried into my room, cleared a space on my desk, ripped open the package and gasped at what I saw.
“The Lawrence House has been a cornerstone of life since its construction in the early 20th century. Originally an upscale apartment hotel, this art deco building has been renovated for the modern conveniences of today,” according to the Flats Chicago website.
In October 2015, I fell in love with The Lawrence House, located in Uptown, and decided to move into the building. I’m not going to lie, I was dazzled with the amenities such as: in building coffeehouse, bar, free internet, in-unit washer/dryer, swimming pool, gym, and the ability to have any sized dog I wanted.
I’m on a mission to save kids and I need your help. My local Children’s Miracle Network Hospital treats thousands of children each year, regardless of their family’s ability to pay. These kids are facing scary stuff like cancer, cystic fibrosis, and injuries from accidents to name just a few.
I’ll be participating in this huge worldwide celebration of the social impact of gamers of all kinds from video games to board games and tabletop RPG’s!
I bought this cross body handbag at Francesca about two years ago. I absolutely love it and when I love something I usually use it until it’s completely worn out. My handbag was really heavy the other day and I decided that it was time to clean it out. Here’s what was in my handbag.
(Trigger Warning: self-harm and bullying)
I see the sneers and the sideways glances. Their utter disgust with my body, and tattoos. I can hear them calling me Fat Amy when they think I can’t hear. They are uncomfortable with how comfortable I am in my own skin.
One of my friends told me awhile back that she was envious of my confidence and how sure I am about myself. Yet, I wasn’t always like this.
There was a time where I thought about ending it all.
No, really I am. Lol. Just kidding…not really. Anyway, I thought it might be nice for my followers to learn a little bit more about me.
Here are 15 things about me that you may not know.
Brown eyes peer out from behind wire-rim glasses, a smile appears from beneath a salt and pepper mustache, and a brown leather watch peeks out from the sleeve of a sky-blue, button-down as Howard Reich prepares to speak to a classroom of journalism students.
Reich, a jazz critic for 29 years at the Chicago Tribune, began his career as a music critic while majoring in music as a piano performance major at Northwestern University. He was first published in the Chicago Daily News at age 21 and has been writing critiques for 35 years.