The three year-old me had a large vocabulary, a button nose, a surprising amount of blonde hair held firmly off my face by a meticulously-placed Goody tortoise shell barrette and...the smallest pair of glasses ever made. I’m not kidding when I say they look as if they were made for a… Read full post »

Despite being very feminine, I am not the girl who makes a habit of purchasing elaborately lacy, sexy underthings.  I’m just not.  Why? I don’t know.  Maybe I’m more like my mother than I thought – practical, that is.  I don’t spend a lot of money on/… Read full post »

In a few days I will be boarding a plane, heading home to the small northeastern town where I grew up.  A place I haven’t visited in more than a year.  I’ll endure listening to stories that I’ve heard a million times over.  I’ll get a rib-crushing hug from my gr/… Read full post »

There is a reason that some of us abstain from starting discussions about politics or religion in a social setting. Ok, well I know why I don’t do it. It’s because everyone thinks their view is correct, even though these are inherently subjective topics. It’s because discussing thes… Read full post »