Several people have asked me to document my progress on Whole 30, which I also decided to do out of my own curiosity because (total honesty) I didn’t believe everything they’d written about IBS. Why? Because most likely they don’t have it, and the theories were all hypotheses. I happen to have it and ergo … Continue reading →

It was Friday and the sun was out. I’d had what I considered to be a wasted Thursday and in my brain, wasted days weigh on the psyche. So today had to have an adventure. A thought rang in the kitchen- “I could use three baby succulents for my window container,” I thought. And so … Continue reading →

This blog has served a number of purposes. And while I’d like to think at times it’s been a vehicle to bring us all up to speed on certain topics, there are occasions when in order to do so it’s necessary that I borderline debase myself. Sometimes there’s not even a border. This could be … Continue reading →

I recently had the realization that I didn’t like my body growing up, but more specifically that I didn’t like it for a reason I didn’t understand until now. It wasn’t for being chubby, it wasn’t for having dark hair instead of blonde or another banal difference we hold ourselves against when we’re younger. I’ve never written … Continue reading →

I realize that of the people I’ve dated, I’ve been fortunate to have only had someone “ghost”on me on two instances. One of those times just happened. And while the pain was no less real this time as it was in the past, my reaction to it took me a bit by surprise in a … Continue reading →

On January 21st I participated in what will be remembered as the largest human rights protest in our history, the Women’s March On Washington. The march was not restricted to location, with sister marches taking place all around the world for a total of over 3 million participants. Nor was it restricted to gender, race … Continue reading →

I called mom today, and she was sad. Justifiably. And I thought of you, and how I missed you. I think of you, often in the most random of times. Sometimes predictably but mostly not. And sometimes I’ll watch films we watched over and over together. And I remember all the places you laughed. That’s … Continue reading →