Close your eyes. Imagine you are sitting outside, sunlight hitting your face and the Tuscan hills surrounding you. What comes to mind. I’m guessing your first thought was of wine. Tuscany automatically brings visions of vineyards and people happily clinking glasses filled with wine to the forefront of our brains…

We were promised we could have it all. The world was our oyster. We could bring home the bacon, and also fry it up in a pan. And many of us gen x women did just that. Or at least we tried. We got the degrees, all the initials after…

It was never about the chardonnay. It was always about the French Braid. 6000 times. That’s how many times I watched the youtube video showing step by step instructions on how to create a french braid. It was the video equivalent of french braid for dummies. …

I had a professor in law school who loved oxymorons. Oxymorons are a figure of speech in which seemingly contradictory terms appear side by side. Some of his favorites were “old-news”, “icy-hot” and “student-teacher”. …

You may believe that the only gear a runner needs is a pair of running shoes. Although this may be true, we runners like our gadgets just as much as anyone else. And when it comes to running gadgets there are plenty. So how do you know what to gift…

EAT, SLEEP, RUN. REPEAT. That is what my running shirt has printed on the front. I feel like an impostor wearing it. DRINK, PASS OUT, RUN. REPEAT. This is the real truth. There is a slight pounding behind my eyeballs, a not so gentle reminder that I once again betrayed…

A few weeks ago I began to feel a heaviness in my chest. I attributed it to many things: covid numbers on the rise, the days getting shorter, an impending contentious election. None of these, it turns out, were the root cause. I can no longer chalk this feeling up…

At 60 days sober I attended my first wedding. 60 days seemed like a lifetime. I had been attempting sobriety for awhile and had achieved long stretches without drinking in the past but something always seemed to draw me back in. It’s funny how the brain works. Time makes it…

As parents we often joke that our mistakes will lead to forking over a ton of money for our children’s future therapy. We all collectively chuckle and then silently think to ourselves, that won’t be my kid. And then it is. And I couldn’t be prouder. At five years old…