Brianne Burrowes

When the clock strikes midnight this year on New Year’s Eve I’m going to feel two things — relief and unparalleled enthusiasm. Wait, what? Ya, I’m not sure those two often go together either, but for me, they do. When looking back on 2011, I can pretty much split the year into two. There was [...]

Admittedly, I often speak in NASCAR analogies. And unlike football analogies, which often go over my head, NASCAR analogies completely make sense to me, but then again they don’t have much of a chance of making it far in my social circle. When I recently sprained my ankle and told a co-worker I was going [...]

There once was a girl who loved Starbucks so much that she went … Every. Single. Day. She used to go to the same Starbucks in her hometown in Montana daily — rain, snow or sunshine. She couldn’t start a morning without it, and not only did the baristas know what coffee she liked to [...]

I, like many girls, have always fancied myself to be somewhat of a Carrie Bradshaw. I’m a writer. I don’t just write, but I write about situations that happen in my life. I have a shoe and purse collection to envy. I’ve written for magazines. I have a point of view, and I’m not afraid [...]

… just *how* close I was to all of my grandparents. Growing up, my sister Mara and I were lucky enough to live in the same town as our grandparents. We’d ride the bus out to Grandma Marilyn and Grandpa Wendell’s house after school. Grandma or Grandpa would meet us at the end of their [...]

I’m a NASCAR fan. Anyone who spends more than an hour around me will hear a reference to a race, a driver or a track. Most of the time my comment is met with a blank stare from a well-intentioned friend or colleague who’s kind enough to pretend to care. And I really value these [...]