Merry Christmas!
It’s Christmas morning and I’m taking the day off (mostly) to do all my favorite traditional holiday stuff like opening presents (and toasting the best ones with a big glass…
Random Acts of Meanness
Remember a few years back, there was that whole movement called “Random Acts of Kindness?” I recall hearing about it—everywhere, ad nauseam—but I don’t remember actually witnessing a single random…
Fixing the World, One Grocery Store at a Time
I know I’m complaining again—or, rather, I’m about to—but here’s the thing: If I don’t point out the errors of the world, how are we ever going to fix them?…
The Worst Thing You Can Say to a Writer
Let me set the scene: It’s Thanksgiving and we’ve just enjoyed a festive, if somewhat tense, holiday meal (what do you expect? Family brings out the crazy in everyone). We’re…
The DMV
Last week, after four years of straddling the line between being a resident of New Jersey and a Pennsylvanian, I finally bit the bullet and went down to the NJ…
The Lonely Road, Part 2
Last week’s post, all about how lonely I’ve been feeling as I take part in this year’s National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) got me to wondering: How much do I…
The Lonely Road
It’s November again and I’m deep in the trenches of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), the semi-crazy challenge where you sign up to write at least 50,000 words between November…
Breaking Up Is Hard to Do
I decided this week that the time has come to end a long-term relationship. Now, that might not seem like a big deal to a normal person, but here’s the…
The Ghost of Halloween Past
Tomorrow is Halloween, and though I rarely have the time, money, or energy to pull together a costume for myself these days (let alone anyplace to WEAR said costume), I’ve…
The Fitbit Hit (Or, Why Social Media Sites Are Destroying Society)
Okay, I have a question: When did Fitbit’s online social network turn into Match.com? Seriously. I’ve been a member of the social media section on Fitbit’s app for a little…
When Living in the Moment Is a Bad Thing
All the self-help gurus tell us all the time that we need to “live in the moment.” They say happiness comes from focusing on the present and not dwelling on…
My Dog Is Not a Racist
My dog, Rosco, is not a racist. He’s a lot of things I could live without: a horribly early riser, a halitosis sufferer, a butt licker, and a nonstop whiner.…
My, How Things Change (Or, My Thanks to the Onion Rings)
About ten years ago, my diet consisted mostly of deep-fried mozzarella sticks and fettucine alfredo. The mozzarella sticks were by far my favorite food, and I was a true connoisseur.…
The Death of Fashion?
Last week was the first day of school in my town. The temperature was set to climb over 90 degrees and the humidity reached even higher digits. It was a…
The Good Citizenship Award
We’d give this one to people who encounter inflammatory political posts on social media and, instead of clicking “Like” or commenting, just scroll on past. Let’s face it—we all know…