melissa gratz.
Detroit-bred, BGSU alummed and Alpha Phi lifer. Scentsy addicted. Lover of Michigan & Michigan's Great Lakes. Semi-serious Costco patron, newly obsessed with hot tea. Appreciator of fine Real Estate and a wanna-be artist of somekind. Collector of office supplies and post-it notes, adores anything butchy-chic and any collages of random yet related things. Pinterest is kinda how my brain works - one second I'm thinking of constructing a headboard, three seconds later I'm distracted by reorganizing a junk drawer.

All salt must be followed by sweet, and vice versa. A caramel covered pretzel, voila. And Diet Coke. And pistachios. And popcorn.

I always have great intentions but often stifle when it comes to follow through. This blog is kindof my accountability partner, to "Be you. And be you WELL. Live the life you've imagined."

Cozy up. Enjoy, or don't. Afterall, this corner of the internet is reserved for me to just be me.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

I'm Not Patient


we've had your name waiting for you for over a decade.
we've always talked about you like you're just in the other room napping.
we've included you in our plans all along.
we've prepared for you.
we've laughed about you.
we've cried tears of joy over you.
we're ready, for as ready as new parents can be.

so.
when does the party start?
cuz, i'm wearing anticipation tracks in the carpet.
i say you're stubborn. your mom says you're patient.
she would say that. let's hope you're just like her.

i'm waiting, impatiently, you little stubborn.perfect.7lb peanut.
the coast is clear now.
come snuggle with me.

mjg