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One of the unexpected perks of traveling to Washington, D.C., has been the friendships I've made along the way. Over the past few months, I've gotten to know many locals, and recently one of those new friends offered me the opportunity to join an exclusive tour of the U.S. Capitol. To this day, I'm still not entirely sure how I managed to get on that tour, but I wasn't about to ask too many questions. What struck me first was the lack of crowds. In a city where tourists seem...

At the end of April, my body decided it was time for an unplanned software update and I was introduced to pneumonia. Not the cinematic kind where someone looks softly ill in a dramatic way, but the real kind where you start questioning whether breathing has always been this complicated and everyone just agreed not to mention it. What began as "I'm probably just tired" escalated into full-blown pneumonia, which eventually downgraded into walking pneumonia, a phrase that sounds...

The Oval Office Meets the Octagon There are a lot of things I expected to see during my time in Washington, D.C. Monuments, museums, motorcades and tourists accidentally standing in bike lanes all made the list. A UFC fight on the White House lawn did not. Yet somehow, here we are. Apparently, one of the most recognizable pieces of real estate in the world got an octagon. Because if there is one thing I've learned about Washington, it is that eventually you stop asking "Why?"...

First, dear readers, I owe you an apology. My column has been suspiciously absent these past few weeks. Contrary to popular belief, I was not lost in the Washington Metro system, recruited by a secret government agency or permanently distracted by museums. Life simply got busy. May was a whirlwind. For starters, I celebrated a birthday and officially turned 24. I am now firmly in my mid-20s, which feels like a strange place to be. I’m old enough that people expect me to h...

It's no secret that this managing editor turned Army girl has found herself in a bit of an unexpected chapter – boots on the ground in Washington, D.C. And let me tell you, this concrete jungle is a far cry from the rolling wheat fields of Eastern Washington, let alone the dusty, wide-open cowboy country I call home. I like to joke that I told people I was heading to Washington and somehow boarded the wrong plane. Next thing I knew, I was living out a real-life "Home Alone 2...

There is a specific kind of confidence that comes from being a small town girl from Harrington who rides a motorcycle. It says: I can handle machinery. Washington, D.C. politely disagreed. Big cities have those rentable electric scooters lined up on sidewalks like obedient little soldiers. In Lincoln County, we do not have scooters. We have wheat fields, pickup trucks and deputies who are probably grateful they have never had to respond to “reckless scooting.” Naturally, I d...

If you saw the front page, then yes, it is true. I have officially been deployed to Washington, D.C. While I cannot speak on the mission or the specifics of what we are doing, I can confirm that this editor in camo is slightly out of county and officially reporting for duty. Reporting. Because I am a reporter. I will let that joke stand on its own. I am writing this at 5 a.m. Thursday morning, which feels right. I like being up before everyone else. It is quiet. It is calm. I...