• pickles

    10 Minute Pickles

    07.07.2015 / PLAY

    You know me. I cannot just share a recipe and leave it at that. Because these pickles, you should know, are incredible, yes. But what is even more so incredible is that, on a Friday afternoon, I became a new version of myself: I became one who pickles. I am officially a pickler! What? I do not try new things, typically. It’s not an official rule; it’s just that I will always make the decision that offers more comfort (I …

  • summer reads

    July Reads

    07.03.2015 / PLAY

    Whether you’re donning sun-screened shoulders at the lake or swapping ice cream sandwiches at the family reunion, there are, like, nine million really good books to read between cannonballs and sparklers. Here are the current favorites I’ve loved so far this summer: 1. Everything You Ever Wanted / Jillian Lauren Hands down, my favorite read this year. Whatever your views are on adoption, motherhood, anxiety and doubt, Jillian’s words are honest, poignant and relatable. She is a beautiful, truthful writer. …

  • vanity


    07.01.2015 / OTHER

    One needs only to burn their bicep with a curling iron to begin thinking of vanity. It was Sunday. I want to write that I was rushed, that the burn was a byproduct of a frenzied morning and a failed attempt in multi-tasking, but the truth is that my mind was elsewhere and my reflexes are slow, and now there is a purplish-reddish Illinois on my upper arm. When I survey the many hours I have collected in front of …

  • cake

    A Cook-In

    06.29.2015 / OTHER

    When half of the town is out of power, when trees have landed on sidewalks, when another storm threatens the evening, it only makes sense to throw a cook-in: 1. Gather ribs, burgers, hot dogs from the fridge and freezer. They will go bad, you cannot eat them all, and so, a text chain is born. 2. Hurricane Meatfest 2015. Sweat pants only. Can you bring dessert? How’s 6? 3. Because it is storming, because the kids are antsy, because …

  • bee worms


    06.25.2015 / OTHER

    We rise early and squeeze ourselves into a day packed for adventures: play dates in the backyard painting rocks, a turkey lunch on the patio, hunting for fresh mint at the farmer’s market, swimming late into the afternoon. It is humid; the perfect weather for memory keeping. Everything sticks. We pause often to search for worms. Woims, she says. “Worms,” I might correct. “That’s what I said, Mom. Woims.” I have stopped correcting. Woims and flamingo (mango) smoothies and “I …

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    A Stress Fix For The Weary

    06.22.2015 / PLAY

    I am in a rut – or rather, I have become the rut itself: trenched deep into the brain pattens of years past, channeling a former mind entirely. When stress arrives, I will always revert to Sloth Mode. When I am twelve, my older sister finds me sitting on the bathroom toilet – in its blue shag covered glory – drinking maple syrup from the bottle. What are you doing, she asks? Mom made me break up with Kyle, I …

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