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Well it happened today: the blog hit 30,000 subscribers! I am so excited and humbled and just grateful that you would care to read my words. So with all my heart, thank you. I thought about what I could do for this post to commemorate it, and I’m not going to bore you with a listContinue reading Mojitos & Milestones →

I didn’t want to write this post. A topic of this magnitude, and the tragedy that befell our nation on Saturday was something that I cannot find the adequate words to describe. I was asked by numerous readers to write about Saturday’s Charlottesville terrorism, and truthfully, I’m sick to my stomach thinking about the grosslyContinue reading Charlottesville Wake Up Call →

Last night, I went to the Comedy Cellar. If you don’t know, it’s pretty much a New York institution where all the comedy greats have performed. And most nights, an unexpected celebrity comedian will swing by to “work out” a bit. Case in point, the last time my friend went, both Chris Rock and DaveContinue reading Tension at the Comedy Cellar →

So yesterday was my birthday 🙂 And I’ll tell you what…if there’s one thing I took away from the day, aside from how special friends and loved ones are, it’s how infinitely beautiful and diverse the culture is in NYC. Indulge me for a moment. Yesterday was one of those days that literally goes on forever.Continue reading Dancing in Spanish Harlem →

I’ve been really puzzled by a recent theme here lately. No, not our culture’s questionable obsession with unicorns, or the fact that our White House is turning over faster than a round of tequila shots on Cinco de Mayo. I’m confused about society’s recent preoccupation with….aliens. And if you think that was out of leftContinue reading God vs. Aliens →

Warning: this post may be slightly unpopular. You know what fashion trend I am completely over? Shirts with words on them. You know what I’m talking about…they’ll have random words like, “How about Tacos” or “#squad” or something like “Laundry Day.” The whole I’m-really-trying-to-look-like-I’m-not-trying look. And listen buddy, you ain’t foolin’ anybody. Just take your poly/cottonContinue reading The Angry Feminist →

There are really two types of people when it comes to airplanes: there are the talkers, and then those who would rather get a root canal than socialize with the person seated next to them. Admittedly, I am the latter. Earbuds in, sunglasses on – I am a fortress. I am simultaneously praying for a)Continue reading Strangers on a Plane →

This is now, probably the 19th time I’ve tried to start this post. All unsuccessfully, I might add. And given that it’s 6:00pm, and this post is set to publish in less than an hour, it’s safe to say, the pressure’s on. My mom sent me a photo yesterday. It’s of her on the top ofContinue reading Last Minute Miracles →

It was the summer before my seventh grade year. Which, if it’s possible to peak at age 12, then I think that may have been the case for me. But I digress. I’ll never forget the summer my mother and I rode Drop Zone at Kings Island. Imagine the Seattle Space Needle with a ringContinue reading Three Seconds →