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...
Thursday, September 5, 2013
All of these back-to-school commercials are making me feel a little sick.
I’m not really sure why—I always loved going to school. I sat in the seat directly behind the bus driver, after all.
And yet my stomach still churns whenever I see a sale on spiral notebooks and jeans. Perhaps it’s the thought of summer ending—no more warm nights with the car windows rolled down,...
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
I am one of those people who will only love my own children. (Fingers crossed I even have an affinity for them.) I certainly think kids are cute, and I wish I were great with those little rugrats, but I just don’t seem to have the patience for them. Truth be told, I’d rather be talking to adults.
This, along with my apathy (to put it kindly) for dogs, makes me a terrible, terrible...