I remember being somewhere in the middle of high school and lying under the pool table at my friend Elli’s house. We were, of course, having the time of our lives, laughing and eating the worst pancakes I’ve ever had (sorry Elli). We talked about college, and our various trips to D.C., France, Ireland, and […]Read more "On Love and It Gets Better"
In the next few months I could be moving out of state, or just moving down the road. I could take a job in Chicago, or find something stable here in Dayton. There is absolutely no script for whatever happens next. This doesn’t make a lot of sense, really, because I am everyone’s favorite cruise-directing, list-making, […]Read more "On Love and What’s Next?"
I recently obtained some incredibly insightful advice from one of those Facebook reposts that has been copied and edited so many times it’s a little blurry and sort of looks like it came from the mid-90’s. This is, of course, where I get all my good advice, and is maybe why my life closely resembles a victim […]Read more "On Love and 2*16"
Years ago, we were all crowded around my grandparent’s dull-gray folding table, working on this puzzle. Maybe not this exact puzzle, of course. This one I found at Second and Charles, a discount store that happens to sell, of all things, used puzzles. God knows why anyone in their right mind would buy a used puzzle, except […]Read more "On Love and Puzzles"
My flight included cookies. And pretzels. And a Diet Coke. Which sealed my fate as completely dumbfounded and eternally grateful for pretzels and cookies and Diet Coke and the immense amount of carry-on space that was clearly well planned for a flight this size meaning that no one had to put their carry on baggage in […]Read more "On Love and Faith"
“In the morning I’ll be with you But it will be a different kind I’ll be holding all the tickets And you’ll be owning all the fines” -Skinny Love 365 days sounds like half of the title of a terrible book. “365 Days to Dental Health” “365 Days to Find God” “365 Days to a […]Read more "On Love and Redacted"
*Disclaimer: Red wine makes me curse like a sailor, apparently. Or it’s the Ludacris I’m listening to while I’m writing. Either way, I didn’t write this as a bedtime story, if you catch my drift. In the past year I’ve been collecting broken hearts like playing cards, though to be honest I don’t know where […]Read more "On Love and “The Heartbreak Hotel”"
Congratulations to the United States of America for discontinuing the oppression of our best dressed! I tip my hat to you, with pride, with confidence and with a little burst of glitter. I felt very moved when I heard the news. The feels ran through me in much the same way as when I watch […]Read more "On Love and Marwaige [Marriage]"
I have gone on a date every Tuesday night for the last 12 (but let’s be real ya’ll, it’s really been 13) weeks. I’ve been taken on historical tours, visited Water Treatment plants, met public figures, and argued over semantics. I’ve gone to baseball games, museums, gardens, non-profits, and eaten more locally made food than […]Read more "On Love and Dating"
“Hello Mary.” She welcomed me as I entered a small building that smelled of fresh paint and carpet. It was a Monday. Big life events rarely happen on Mondays, but I had the distinct feeling that this could be very important. And I wasn’t allowed to wear shoes. Nothing good ever happens with shoes on anyway. […]Read more "On Love and Filling the Empty"