I stole this ^ from Magda Szabó because it perfectly describes what you'll find here. Sign up for emails if you want to receive the same bullshit in your inbox.
Picture it: a crisp night in a quaint, New England small town. The twinkle lights are twinkling and everyone's wrapped up in leather, corduroy, and cozy knitwear. Luke's pouring coffee and slinging burgers even though, realistically, his establishment would have closed by 8 p.m. at
[The] mountain air has revivified me! I had a great time in Switzerland hanging with my brother, hiking, driving the various mountain passes, and screaming with delight each time I saw donkeys. Hearing about other people's vacations is boring, so I'll just give a quick overview
First things first, there will be no Friday night dinner next week because I'm leaving tomorrow to visit my brother in Switzerland for ten days. There's a chance I'll get bored enough on the plane to write one, but I'm hedging my
With each passing day, I fear I'm one step closer to Christopher Knight, Lee Israel, and everyone on Wikipedia's list of recluses (sans murderers.) I feel like I'm totally burnt out on human interaction, even with those I legitimately appreciate. All I want to
You know what I'm sick of? Journalists writing drivel like, "It is unseemly to celebrate the shooting of a human being with a wife and children – even a man whose rhetoric we may have despised." It goes hand in hand with the good old "wives
My birthday is on Monday, so I'm writing this early in preparation for max long weekend enjoyment. My husband has some kind of mystery overnight hike planned that we'll have finished by the time you read this unless a bear has attacked us, which is not
My life has been boring in a good way, so here are some hot takes from the past week in pop culture, entertainment, politics, whatever pops into my head:
* Taylor Swift and Travis "dumber than a box of hair" Kelce got engaged. If Zack Van Gerbig's
Remember when I said my brain was melting? It's because I decided to try Wellbutrin, which, by the time I discontinued it, made me feel like I was teetering on the edge of psychosis. When the dose increased after the first week, I barely slept for 10 days
Half my brain has melted out my ears and dripped down my body onto the floor. With the remaining 50%, I stood up, immediately slipped on the puddle of goop, and damaged most of what was left. So... let's say I'm writing this with the remaining
I woke up this morning at 6am to my cat vomiting on me (party), so then I had to get up, hand-pick wet food chunks off my quilt, throw it in the laundry, and take a shower. People with kids might be like, "Girl, you don't even
Getting older is waking up one morning at 4am and randomly thinking, "I wonder what happened to the kids from "Bug Juice," Disney's late 90s/early aughts reality tv show about teens and tweens at summer camp." After a brief Google, I realized that
We're now at the point in summer where I wake up daily willing it to end. I'm sick of 90 degrees and 70% humidity. I walked around the city in a long skirt the other day and by the time I got to my train, it
