I am the first to admit I don’t know much about wine. I had always been a white wine drinker, whatever was sweet and cheap, getting the two-for-one specials to accommodate my large family at holidays. Recently, however, my friends had turned oenophile, bringing bottles to the table upwards of ...
As some of you know, I recently got engaged. And it's wonderful. I love the giggly, first-date feelings when I put the ring on, I love my fiance, and I love our life together. It took about two days of that before my brain got the better of me. The ...
A history of mental illness is like a tornado warning at the bottom of the TV screen. It doesn’t guarantee a tornado, or that if there is one, it will do serious damage. Most of the time, it doesn’t even distract you from normal daily programming. But it’s there. And ...
I don’t care for dead people. Whether they’re on TV, on the news, or in the same room with me: they scare me, and I’m fine with that. At funerals, I’ve always been a fan of the “milling around at the back of the room” crowd than peering over the ...
Some people are born thin. They come from thin people, eat what they want, and never give a day’s care to the size and shape of their bodies. These people must have been very, very good in past lives. Previously, I must have been a supervillain.
My sister sent me a message on Facebook, as frantic as most such messages are, with the following title: TOP OF THE PARK SCHEDULE OMG!! My sister and I have long accepted (celebrated, even) our hermitism, so I attribute this enthusiasm to the fun we had last year, free movies, ...
My last birthday (and its somewhat regrettable aftermath) was one of the more memorable of my life. Appropriate, since it was the last birthday of my twenties. When my next birthday rolls around, I will be my mother’s age.