Category: What’s Up w/ Wendi
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The Dog Who Goes Everywhere
What started with a free stuffed Snoopy became a collection of adventures, tiny outfits, questionable travel expenses, and a reminder that joy doesn’t have an age limit.
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The Kitchen Was Never Just About the Food
Dan bought me a knife with my initials on it. Which probably doesn’t sound particularly romantic. It was. For a long time, I didn’t really cook. And then I met Dan. Dan is definitely the head chef in our house. I’m more of the sous chef. He handles most of the heavy lifting. I do…
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Music Is What Feelings Sound Like
Why I keep the tickets, buy another one, and cry when the moment hits. I have a box full of concert tickets. Actual tickets. The paper kind. Remember those? Duran Duran. Def Leppard. Depeche Mode. New Kids on the Block. Shows I had almost forgotten about until I started pulling everything out and realized just…
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Finding My Pen Again
Before there was What’s Up with Wendi, there were these. Journals. Lots of them. Different sizes, different covers, different chapters of my life. Some held quotes or poems I found and wanted to remember. Some held poems I wrote myself. Some held comic strips that made me laugh. And some held the thoughts that showed…
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I Keep Building
Some people keep photo albums. Apparently, we build ours out of bricks. Some people meditate. Some people do yoga. Some people sit quietly, breathe deeply and clear their minds. I apparently require several thousand tiny pieces of plastic and an instruction book. Welcome to LEGO therapy. There’s something about sitting down in front of a…
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Hello Again… Welcome to What’s Up with Wendi?
If you’ve been here before, you may notice that things look a little different around here. And if you’re new here… Hi! I’m Wendi. I’m so glad you’re here. For a while, this little corner of the internet was called Kitchen Time with Wendi. And while I still absolutely love being in the kitchen, I…
