Editor’s note: This post is part of a year-long series in which I finish all the unfinished quilts in my house and write about them. I have two friends named […]
In the quilting world, they are called UFOs. Unfinished objects. Any sewer worth their seam ripper has a whole stash of them. Projects they’ve started with a rush of creative […]
One of my dad’s last bites of real food was a slice of Texas orange. It was mid-January, and he was days from death. For 18 months, he’d had a […]
Who would have thought that Russell Brand would host one of my favorite podcasts? I could not have cared less about this British comedian until last summer, when he started […]
Before online dating, I didn’t think it was possible to drown in a sea of fish. Way back in 2016, I finally jumped on the internet to try to find […]
I’m always amazed when people are surprised that my sons wear fingernail polish. Their dad is a rock-and-roll guy with earrings and eyeliner. We live in Austin. Their mom is […]
I consume podcasts in the way I once consumed magazines. I still try to read books and stay up with a couple of magazines, but I listen to more than […]
I feel very much like a millennial, and this surprises people. It came up at the eye doctor’s the other day. “You’re not a millennial. You don’t seem entitled and […]
Just when I thought my Sweden story was coming to an end, a new chapter began. A few weeks before Christmas, I received an email from a man named Ronney. […]
Hedgehogs are apparently all over Gotland, and I didn’t see a one. Mainland Sweden has hedgehogs too, but so does this island 60 miles offshore. Four months ago, my sister […]
In 1892, my great great grandmother got on a boat. She was 37 years old and living on an island in the middle of the Baltic Sea with her two […]
Troy died 10 years ago today.
If you’ve known me for any length of time for the past 15 years, that name has come up.
Troy was my best friend. Like, that best friend at the top of the best friend pile who is secretly your favorite.
Even Picasso’s blue period came to an end. Those were my friend’s helpful words when I told him that my casual-meaningful-fleeting-monogomous relationship had ended. We’d been dating for a good […]
Magazines have always been something I treasured. I read them as a kid, but it wasn’t until journalism school that I really fell hard for them. The edgy design and […]
“Are you traveling by yourself?” I was surprised at just how many times I received that question while on my latest adventure. I write this post the night before I […]
The Feminist Kitchen quietly turned 5 this summer. So did the little boy whose arrival is what nudged me to start it in the first place. I turned 32 smack […]
Facebook is Narcissism in its Purest and Greatest Form. That’s how I felt about Facebook when I first (reluctantly) joined, 10 years ago this month. That’s also the name of […]
That baby that changed everything turned 8 recently. I guess all babies change everything, but this one. This Julian. This kid, my squirrely ray of sunshine that loves Minecraft, Pokeman, […]
When I come home to visit Mom and Dad, I sleep under a fern. Bigger than a dog, smaller than a car, it’s a fuzzy green orb looking soft from […]
Hi, friends. I think I’m ready to be back in the kitchen. Earlier this year, Ian and I separated and then divorced. We are co-parenting with kindness and love, and […]