Honey, sit down and let me tell you the story of my life. Or more specifically, the story of all my NYC moves, and the gray hairs I have earned over them. As anyone who knows anything about New York City knows, apartment shopping here is no joke. What is the opposite of a joke… maybe a funeral? If so, apartment shopping here is a funeral. Besides the small fact that everything costs as much each month as your great-grandparents…
A plague on your head, oh Tuesday, You reek like the sweat on my feet You suck my soul dry like a desert And at last, I admit defeat. I’ve tried to be joyful, and like you, I’ve tried to count blessings like sheep, I’ve tried to just buck up and take you, But every time, I fall in a heap. You’re worse than the long lines at Goodwill, You’re worse than a bleeding hangnail, You’re worse than…
Dear friend, March in North Carolina is a profusion of bursting spring and warm days and bare feet, and it’s a lovely month. In New York, not so much. There are signs of life, such as the tiny little crocuses braving the wind, which I walk past every day on my commute, and admire. The still-necessary coats require ever so slightly less down lining, and the occasional bare ankle or cracked window can be braved. But all that aside, March…
Have you ever watched Vogue’s 73 Questions videos? An anonymous interviewer whose face we never see shows up at the door of a celebrity’s house, knocks, and when invited in, follows them around as they make coffee or pet their cat or walk around their pool, asking them questions the whole time. I’ve always enjoyed watching them, seeing the amazing houses these people live in, and hearing their fun answers and quips in response to the rapid-fire interview questions. Recently,…
It’s been a while since I posted anything here, I know. I’ve been writing, believe it or not, just not the postable kind of things. Lately it’s been spreadsheets full of budget items, and lists of people I know, and emails about flowers and vacations and such things, because you guessed it, I’m getting married! At the end of 2023 I sat at a coffee shop with my friend Lyn and we both wrote lofty goals and dreams for 2024….
I have the worst addiction to lists. Give me a blank google doc and a bunch of bullet points to fill and I’m as happy as a clam. You know those people who would gladly make lists to organize their lists? That’s me. I am those people. I also love resolutions and bucket lists. They help me keep my goals on track and to dream realistically- or sometimes wildly- about all the things I’d like to accomplish. I have a…
Genesis 2:1-3 “And on the seventh day God finished his work that he had done, and he rested on the seventh day from all his work that he had done. So God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it God rested from all his work that he had done in creation.” We see that in the very beginning of the world, one of the first things God did was establish a day of rest. This was…
It is not uncommon for me to stumble across conversations where I hear people remark sadly, “I wish I were a reader.” Well, as someone who is a reader, although of a lesser variety than some hardy folks, I am happy to offer a few tips to go from non-reader to reader. I realize that if you are not a reader, you are not reading this post, making it completely pointless, but perhaps this is a good thing, as this…
Night begins when I wearily climb the stairs to my flat and kick off my heels and change into a little knit dress that feels like wearing PJs. I drop my bag and keys, and head to the kitchen to make something simple for dinner. Maybe a couple of eggs, or a large salad with whatever I happen to have in the fridge. If I have the whole evening at home and am feeling inspired, I might take the time…
Why is cooking not a generally accepted life skill? Here’s the thing- we all must eat to live, and eating requires, at the most basic level, some form of cooking. We don’t make it a point of conversation to ask people if they know how to brush their teeth or bathe, and then act excited when we find out they are actually very good at such activities. “Oh my goodness, you know how to floss!? Can you please teach me?…
Have I mentioned that I moved to New York City for one year? When I packed up my small-town life and came up here on a hope and a prayer, I always thought I’d stick it out for at least one year, because anything less just isn’t giving it a proper shot. I didn’t know what would happen after that- if I would return to my comfortable North Carolina town or try a new place- but at least I would…
See, I have this friend in Brooklyn who is my go-to for my food adventures and early last year we stumbled upon the brilliant idea of eating our way around the breads of the world, right here in New York City. The rules were simple: eat from as many different countries as possible, try to stay away from the obvious choices like pizza, eat something bready or breaded or at least starchy at each spot, and expand our palettes! Of…