She’s SUCH a Millennial! A rant.


Until now, my coworkers in every job I've held have been of a similar age to me. There was that quaint ice cream shop where my boss regularly proclaimed that she was the mother of "16 sixteen-year-olds." (And weren't we ever the hormonal group.) There was that fine dining restaurant that harbored college almost-grads like me who came for the romanticism of the job and stayed for the free family meal before each nighttime service. (We had it figured out.) And there was that post-college trap called ...

12 Things I Will Do This Summer!


As I sit here sipping my raspberry-blueberry-banana-whey protein-matcha powder-coconut milk super smoothie, a cool spring breeze meanders through the open window along with a welcomed but unrelentless birdsong aria. It's a pretty cliché spring scene (besides, perhaps, the matcha powder in my smoothie). A rather appropriate time to share my, well--cliché--list of things I want to do this summer, don't you think? Sure, why not! 12 Things I Will Do In Summer 2015 1.) Become a patio dweller. This is perhaps my overarching goal for Summer 2015--the goal ...

The Vortex of Change and Challenge, or, The Beauty Around Me


My life has been a whirlwind of change and challenge since moving away from New York City 2.5 months ago. I willingly stepped into a vortex that immediately took me away from an existence I'd spent two years building, into the heart of a changing family dynamic, through a tense month and a half of unemployment, and on to living in a city I'd only ever experienced at a distance. "Life comes at you in waves." It's an insight of my Mom's that could not ...

I Think I’m Ready


I think I'm ready. I'm ready for these dragging winter days to morph into puddle-filled, no-jacket afternoons. I'm ready to taste the crunch of the my first spring radish. I'm ready for flowers to bloom, to feel grass beneath my feet. I'm ready to be on the water, in the water, near the water. I'm ready to eat endless ice cream. I'm ready to feel the wind in my face during a long springtime bikeride. I'm ready to feel the sun on my back, to wear shades, and sandals. These sentiments are not ...

Lone Leaf: A Triply Inspired Poem


A triply inspired poem, and a post that's less tasty and more truthful. ... Lone Leaf And the pale fall leaf floated in On an early winter breeze Late, Or too soon, perhaps Into the concrete forest The steel sky enveloped, Her tree A distant mirage She landed with a soft thud And waited For the snow to quietly blanket her Or the winds to change And catch her hand again

I’m Not Sure


A post that's more tRuthful than tasty: I'm not sure. I'm not sure whether I should stop blogging for lack of inspiration, or keep blogging in search of more. I'm not sure whether I should go to bed before 10pm and wake up feeling like a dignified working adult, or stay up past midnight and feel like a dignified twenty-something. I'm not sure if using lattes as fuel for whipped cream is acceptable (but I do). I'm not sure what I want to "be," or if I'll ever settle for ...