On Love and Taylor Swift

Corona Virus, or the fallout from, has officially broken my will to write. I have carried my crippled laptop with me from room to room looking for inspiration, finding nothing but half finished home improvement projects and reruns of 90 Day Fiancé. I could give up and put aside writing for the time being, but …

On Love and a Note

There is a pink post-it stuck to the side of my computer. It is the color of my 1989 Barbie convertible and it curls at the edges because I've had it for so long. I even brought it home with me from my office in case I needed it during quarantine. It reads: I'm known …

On Love and Pop-Tarts

"Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Can I have a pop-tart?" I was bouncing on the balls of my feet, leaning on the kitchen counter as he washed the dishes from dinner. My legs were going a mile a minute while staying rooted in one spot in anticipation. I, of course, hadn't wanted a …

On Love and the Educational System

"...and equitably speaking, it's abysmal. The system is failing them. Our children are being left behind." I had pens lined up along my college adviser's desk, modeling the achievement gap due to summer learning loss and income inequality. My hair was falling out of my ponytail and my brow was unnecessarily sweaty. She blinked at …

On Love and The Loves of My Life

When I was in my tens, which is an awkward way to say say I was in middle school, I met the loves of my life. Their names are Amy, Elli, and Valerie, always in that order. When I say their names, it comes out as one quick string of syllables, like a song lyric …

On Love and a Curve-ball

"Call your senator and tell him he's so full of shit his eyes are brown!" I hung up the phone. "They aren't open." I echoed to the room. We had called our favorite tender at our favorite bar to see if we could throw back one more beer and throw down a couple extra twenties …

On Love and a Song

There are two types of people. Those that sing the instrumental parts of a song, and those that don't. I am the first. Currently, I have a song stuck in my head, but it's just the musical part of the song, and so of course it's completely un-Google-able. Dun-dunnnnn dundun. Dundundundun BOOM chaaaaaaaaaaaaaa lalalalala daaaaaaaaaaaaa …

On Love and Being Open

  Today they announced that they would be cancelling "The Open", the sport's world's ancient tradition of hitting balls into tiny holes while wearing pot holders for hats.  This means little to me except that it's one more glaringly obvious sign that we aren't getting out of this situation any time soon. Old white men …

On Love and Sports

When the world started shutting down because of coronavirus, I received a panicked text from my husband saying “they are cancelling MLB”. “Great.” I thought, “Maybe we can spend some real quality time together." I regret everything. Two weeks in and I'm singing Adele songs while dreaming of ESPN SportsCenter in the shower. It turns …

On Love in the Time of Corona Virus (1)

When I met my husband online in 2015, his OkCupid name was "Outdoor Kyle". I'm not going to say that is specifically why I returned his message, but after 3 glasses of wine, I definitely found it hilarious, endearing, and ridiculous all at once. Plus he had a picture of himself with the biggest fucking …