pondering
Sunday, I turned 45. I did what you do on your 45th birthday when you want to prove something: I ran 9 miles, I did a bunch of yoga, and then I posted about it on Instagram. Because obviously. Why not post pictures of yourself doing handstands when you…Read More
The other day, there was a fight in my house over the last bag of BBQ chips. My husband buys these boxes of snacks at Costco. (Does anyone else know a grown man so completely obsessed with Costco? I need to write a piece about my husband’s love for…Read More
I barely knew my Great Aunt Clara, my paternal grandfather’s sister. Mostly, I knew that she was old. I’m the youngest, so anyone with “Grand” or “Great” before their name was most likely pretty damn old by the time I came along in…Read More
The other day, I got an invitation in the mail addressed to “Mr. and Mrs. [my husband’s full name],” and I had a full-on rant. My husband was walking into the kitchen as I started yelling. “This isn’t even my last name! Even if I had changed my…Read More
“Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue.” -- Billy Joel I’ve been researching honesty for the past several months. In fact, my essay about keeping an honesty…Read More