Hi, I’m Jules. A chronic overthinker, easy crier, Catholic, ex-people pleasing 20-something that doesn’t really know what I want to be when I grow up. For much of my life, I was just trying to get through a rough place, a surgery, a treatment, a class, etc. but now that I’m on the other side of those accomplishments I’m found asking “What’s next?” I really like books, in fact I wrote one when I was 17. I really like ‘old’ movies and TV from the 1980s-2010s. Cooking is something I’ve loved from a very young age. It brings me back into my senses; the textures of spices and produce, the smells as sauces simmer, and the satisfaction of serving food to those I love enough to share a meal with. However, with PCOS and endometriosis, what I enjoy cooking vs what I can eat largely differ. But that’s okay, those that I cook for really seem to enjoy it, while the items I eat my hormones seem to enjoy. Right now I have a job that’s alright, uneventful most of the time but hey, it is better than many jobs. I don’t really want to talk about work here. What else? Oh, I’ve met the love of my life. He’s nothing like who I thought I would end up with- I thank God every day for that. We got married in the Fall of 2024. I’m going to try to limit my complaining here as there’s enough of that in the world. Instead, I’d like to fill this corner of the internet with words on my favorite books, movies, art, and maybe some original work of my own if I’m feeling epic. Being creative is something I wish I would have prioritized more growing up, and now I am going to give it another whirl. I think a beautiful part of this whole blog thing is that I can put words down in a slow media. It’s not a TikTok or reel or thread or what have you- this? This a letter from an old friend or a newspaper article. I hope that you sit down with a warm drink and stay awhile. Another aspect of this- I won’t know you’re reading this unless you tell me. Whether you do or not is up to you but anyway I’m so happy that you’re here.