Once I went to a store to buy a book about Alzheimer’s disease and forgot the name of it. I thought it was funny. And it was, at the time.” – Nora Ephron, I Remember Nothing I recently took a part-time job folding yoga pants for a popular store at our local fancy-ish strip mallRead more…
Category Archives: 50
Burnt Quinoa
Every Sunday I wake up fairly certain I’m going to start putting into motion all the magical elements needed to change the course of my life, and this weekend was no exception. To that end, I dutifully made a list of all the tasks I wished to accomplish throughout the week, investigated the health benefitsRead more…
I’m 50, Dammit
Well, it totally happened this weekend. Some time while I was sleeping and probably in the midst of dreaming about snakes or giving birth, something far more sinister occurred. I turned 50. Yes. I know. It’s true. And contrary to popular belief – er, that is, what I assumed was going to happen – itRead more…