Carrie Saum

My BFF has been trying to go easy on the grains lately.

I now interrupt your frantic turkey preparations for the following announcement: 

EAT PIZZA, INSTEAD.

Charcuterie. Have you heard of it?

Last month, I heard my kid say "I'm sorry" to a complete stranger at Target for no reason.

Thin Mints are my favorite. They’ve ALWAYS been my favorite. I would hide a sleeve in our freezer as a kid, and wait for my brothers to leave the house so I could eat them in peace. As an adult, not much has changed. I look forward to that time of year when Girl Scout cookies make winter doldrums bright again.

We're in flu season hell! In fact, according to, uh, science, it’s one of the worst seasons we’ve seen in the last 10 years.

You and I are creatures of habit. And our habit is to be busy. Occupied. Focused on creating and maintaining momentum and a functional life.

In the spirit of melted chocolate and simple, decadent expressions of love, I made a little treat for my friends.

The country is kind of obsessed with KonMari. I get it. Truly, I do.

I am not here for your betterment. I am not here to be your dumping ground for all of your thoughts and fears. You are not entitled to my emotional labor!