Author: Stacie Chadwick
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25 Days of Giving Day One: Pay A Stranger A Compliment
Greetings from the land of Gemini Girl in a Random World, better known as Siberia. It’s that time of year again, and instead of posting porn-inspired Elf on the Shelf pictures like everyone else you’re connected to on Facebook, I thought I’d try something new this holiday season. Inspired by a genuine lack of desire to…
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How Real Winners Turn March Madness Into a Billion Dollar Payday
It’s that time of year again when the U.S. male population exists solely on pork rinds, queso, and Miller Light, worker productivity falls 3,000%, and people stop spitting on math majors. That’s right, March Madness is here, and with it, your chance to skim a billion dollars right out of Warren Buffet’s polyester pants by…
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Some Thoughts on America’s Newest Slopestyle Skiing Stars
I don’t know much about Joss Christensen, Gus Kenworthy, or Nick Goepper other than what I’ve recently seen on TV, but in these games, populated by controversy and tinged in gray, I don’t really need to. What I need is to remember why The Olympics, for more years than I can count, have inspired excellence…
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How to Party Like A Pro This Holiday Season
It’s that time of the year again when truckloads of invitations get dumped on the doorstep and you’re forced to ditch your Juicy sweats for spandex and a pair of sparkly shoes. Following are my tried and true tips to make this holiday season the most festive ever, especially if you’re new to the neighborhood…
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How To Put The “Me” In Just About Every Meal
Thanksgiving is here, and while many aspiring at-home chefs dream of salt pigs, Crisco, and Paula Deen, I’m trying to decide how to kick my relatives out of the house so I can focus on the one holiday each year that really matters. My Birthday. In order to plan the secret getaway my husband will…
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This is a Simple Story About Love
All a mother wants, above and beyond anything else in life, is for her child to be happy. It’s a subliminal inclination fueled by emotion, like the echo of a throb…a primal instinct driven by that first, curious flutter in the womb. And it never goes away. My grandmother is no different from any other…
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Why I’m Not Writing
Why I’m Not Writing In case anyone out there is wondering, I’m writing my first post in months about why I haven’t written a post in months. It turns out that when you’re an unpaid writer creating content for millions of worldwide websters who surf the information superhighway in the middle of the night when…
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Why The World Needs Heroes
In the aftermath of a tragic moment, a hero can be born. Heroes propel themselves from the ordinary to the extraordinary not in what they choose to do under ideal circumstances, but by what they can’t stomach avoiding in moments of immeasurable stress. We need heroes when our world is shifted off its axis because…
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Gemini Girl on Hackers, Weight Loss, and The Ever-Changing Silhouette of Madonna’s Face
Dear Friends and Family, My email has been hacked twice in the past week. After studying the link sent repeatedly to my entire contact list, it seems some covert ring in Shanghai is under the impression I have considerable influence over anyone trying to lose a few pounds. Based on my newly found infamy, I’d…
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Ode to An ’80s Tan
It’s that time of year again, when families with an average of 1.86 children* and access to some type of motorized vehicle migrate south for a week of fun in the sun, or rather, hopefully not killing each other while suffocating under three layers of UVB protective clothing. I can’t help but get a little…
READING BETWEEN THE PINES 