Thursday, November 21, 2013
My best friend, Bridget, ran the ING New York City Marathon last month. That’s 26.2 miles—which, if I’m being honest, sounds like a long way to drive, let alone run. My body isn’t built for such things.
But just because my legs aren’t capable of running for an unnaturally long period of time doesn’t mean I’m not capable of cheering on others for four hours. Especially when one of those people is...
Thursday, July 18, 2013
When I was 13, I went to my very first concert. My mom and uncle took me to see my favorite band, Third Eye Blind, at Merriweather Post Pavilion in Maryland.
Two minutes into the show, Mom turned to me and said, “Do you smell that, Lauren? That’s pot. Don’t breathe it in!”
Confused as to how I would enjoy the rest of the concert while holding my breath, I nodded, made a mental note and continued...
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Last week I went to Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks. While most 25-year-olds would choose to spend their vacation drinking adult beverages on the beach, I prefer to visit places where I could be mauled to death by wild animals.
Bear spray literally in hand—I had my finger on the trigger for the majority our first hike—and bear bells tied to my shoelaces, I spent a good portion of the...
Thursday, April 19, 2012
A unicorn, an unlimited supply of Toaster Strudel and Zac Efron.
When I went in on the Mega Millions in late-March with several co-workers, these were the things I dreamed of purchasing with my cut of the money.
I knew I had a better chance of being pecked to death by a hummingbird than winning the lottery, but I’ve always been lucky and didn’t see any reason why this would change. Few people...