I was thinking about friendships recently, again, forever. I was thinking about how they change over time and what it means to be a friend in your thirties. I struggle with it because I've always been an all-in type of person. Admittedly, I can be intense (as both friends and enemies have pointed out). I … Continue reading Making Friends in Your Thirties
Yesterday afternoon I was running around Greenwich Village with my husband, brother-in-law, his friend, and a group of five 12-year-old girls and their moms. The whole thing was so bizarre and delightful that I'm putting it here to make sure I didn't dream it. For Christmas, Jeff's brother bought us tickets to this thing: an … Continue reading The New York City Scavenger Hunt
Big thanks to the three separate people who recommended I watch the new Hulu-original show, PEN15. Silly name and cover art but VERY good show. Watch one episode and you will understand why three separate people thought of me when they watched this show. It's a story about two girls entering middle school in the … Continue reading Go Watch This Show Now: PEN15
I've written about my tendency to romanticize the past. The other day, watching my friends ride out the #polarvortex in Chicago, I realized how warped my memory really is. For a brief moment I thought, I miss the Chicago cold. That's crazy, right? Yeah, I think so too. Because then I had to wait on … Continue reading I Miss the Chicago Cold
Last night we met up with friends and one of them asked me what I've been up to since we last talked. This is a common question but one that always makes me freeze up. I completely forget what I've done in the past month/worry that nothing I've done is an interesting enough answer. Life … Continue reading This Blog Will Crush My Moderate-Severe Self-Doubt
I'm writing this down so I can better remember it later. By the time my mom and I finished shopping early Friday evening, the sun had set and we had to hustle to our car. The cold was coming in. No more than 10 minutes into our drive, the bright lights of the shopping plaza … Continue reading Chasing the Moon
I wasn't a great student. Math was traumatic. Science was a wash. History was passable. Even English was dicey. I wasn't good at reading for comprehension and just skirted by the year we spent on grammar. I always gave it a good try, but I was never going to be a star student. Except when … Continue reading Creative Writing Matters
