There is nothing like a good cup of joe. As a self proclaimed coffee junkie, I live for it. I like to think it gives me some kind of superpower, but the sad truth is, I am one of those people who just likes the taste and the smell. “To me, the smell of fresh-made coffee is one of the greatest ….
Author: K.M. Sutton
Having the muse strike you, is great, but sometimes I wish she would respect business hours and visit between the hours of nine and five. Like now. It is two in the morning and I would like nothing more to sleep. Instead I am up writing because “inspiration has struck.” Really, it can kiss my derrière. A girl needs beauty ….
Nothing beats seeing a live event. Whether it is a concert, play, or a Broadway show. The energy and the excitement of the crowd can only be felt by being there. The interaction between the performers and the audience. The human connections. This past week I have been blessed to attend two such shows. Two days ago I saw Carrie ….
Growing up my aunt use to tell me, “You have to go through pain to be beautiful.” She would say this as she was ripping my hair out from the root, brushing it to get my fly aways smooth. Twenty years later I still shudder at those memories, but I am also reminded of how true they are. Living in ….
It was a 24 hours of speed in Boston. We came. We saw. We conquered. And it was so worth it. I got in around eleven, yesterday morning (up since four so thank God Bostonians are smart and drink Starbucks besides Dunkins) We were able to check in early at the Hilton by Faneuil Hall. Then we conquered. We walked ….
Epic. Exhilarating. Amazing. Incredible. Those are only some of the words I have to describe the Carrie Underwood concert in Boston. My word repertoire is seriously underdeveloped by what I witnessed last night. I don’t even know where to begin. I had seen her nine years ago, at a fair in Vermont. She was getting ready to release her second ….
I realize this is probably Blasphemous to say as a girl born and raised in New England. But I have never been a lover of Boston. Gasps! ~Cue shock and horror~ It is true. With my mom from New Jersey and close to my grandparents. I always felt a kinship towards New York more so then Boston. I was and ….
I have been journaling for as long as I can remember. I always had a diary and still have them saved at my parents house from the time I was six. When I was twelve you could argue that the first social media experiment -even before Myspace- was LiveJournal. I know. I know. I am dating myself horribly right now. ….
I was helping a friend create a blog the other day and we were going through names. Well as a writer I know Google is my best friend for finding names. As a fellow seaglass huntress I thought it would be cool for her to incorporate the name into her blog. She ended up settling on a different name (but ….
I am on the road again (or should I say on the track and train?) on my way to Boston to see the one and only Carrie Underwood. All together eeeeekkk! I am so excited. It is bittersweet. The last time I saw her, was nine years ago with my sister, in Burlington, Vermont at the fair there. I was ….