Things I Suddenly Care About

Things I Suddenly Care About: High school sports. Chrissy Teigen. Stretching. Habits (both the good and bad variety). Yo-Yo Ma’s Bach’s cello suites. Acceptance. Mascara. Poetry. My upper arms. The meaning of life. Got anything to add? Feel free in the comments below. If you want to stay in the loop, sign up over thereRead more…

Friday Faves: Grab Bag Edition

This week’s assortment of things I love run the gamut from happy, to sad, to life-changing. This also seems to be the rhythm of my life, where every day I’m not sure into which emotional basket to dump my state of mind. Some mornings I wake up and pour all the rainbows and unicorns inRead more…

The Perils of Growing Older

Even as I squeezed the paste onto my toothbrush, I could tell something was weird. It came out much quicker and thinner than usual, curling onto the bristles in a pleasing twirl — like frosting being piped onto the top of a cake. I’d rushed into the bathroom to both brush my teeth and throwRead more…

On Letting Your Kid Drive Half-Way Across the Country. Alone.

This spring, on the cusp of her 21st birthday, my younger daughter flew from New Jersey to Minneapolis, rented a U-Haul and stretched a little further west—driving a few hours into North Dakota. Then, over the course of the next four days, she worked her way back east, making her last stop along the coastRead more…

Your First Colonoscopy: What to Expect

  This fall, after undue pressure — nay, bullying — from a friend, I scheduled my first colonoscopy. I’d recently turned 51, which is apparently the age when we up the magnification on the readers we buy, stop wearing high heels and schedule things like colonoscopies. The first available appointment wasn’t until January, which IRead more…

My Thanksgiving Battle Plan

Preparing for Thanksgiving dinner is like getting ready to go into battle. It’s all about putting together your marching orders, gathering your troops and executing the plan. But weirdly, I kind of like it, as evidenced by the fact that I’ve been doing it for years. The first time I hosted Thanksgiving was about 20 yearsRead more…

Running Out of Gas (Literally)

Have you ever wondered what happens when your car runs out of gas? Oh good, you’ve come to the right place. As of this weekend, I have run out of gas four times. Don’t you feel good about yourself now? You’re welcome, America. Really, I’d like to blame Sheila, my one-year-old Subaru Outback. She’s doneRead more…