There are many things to love about being a work-from-home freelancer. Working from your couch in your pajamas. The view from your desk (pictured above). The ability to take a post-lunch nap because you didn’t get to sleep until 1 (thanks, The Stars and the Blackness Between Them) and were rudely awakened at 6:58 a.m. by a barking Walter who was upset about the delivery…
Bad Marie by Marcy Dermansky Wicked and delicious, this is a one-sit read that sticks with you long after you finish it. I still think about drinking coffee from bowls because of this book. A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan Interlinked stories about kleptomaniacs, aging punks, and various hangers on this is a masterpiece of both craft and storytelling. Tell the Wolves…
As this godforsaken year of dung and doo doo comes to an end, I find myself spending a lot of time processing. Or is it struggling? I’m trying to figure out the boundary between self-care and supporting someone I love who is problematic af. Boundaries are hard, y’all, especially when it comes to my sisters. I would give anything for them. In fact, I’m making…
Darling Ones, I am happy to report the couch of my heart has arrived. I would explain to you the long, drawn out couch saga, but I have talked about it so much that I have begun to bore myself to death. You can see the couch pictured above. Please ignore the disgusting 20-year-old carpet that the couch is on. That carpet is going away…
Yesterday I had lunch with my friend Mel, who I haven’t seen in ages. She tossed her bag into the booth, sat down, and promptly said, “Perimenopause is ruining my life.” I laughed and told her how that very morning my friend Carrie posted on Facebook about what a fucking nightmare perimenopause is and how the medical system fails women at this stage in our…
Here’s a thing you should know about me: I’m super cheap. Ridiculously cheap. So cheap that my sisters and my friends frequently tease me about it. I’m not like divide a bill exactly by what everyone ordered + tax kind of cheap. Not, a skip out on ponying up my part of a bill cheap. Or trying to con someone into paying for my stuff…
Right now, Memphis is curled up in the crook of my left arm. It’s 39º outside and I am typing one-fingered. Or, I was, Memphis has moved and joined the other two Kimball Cats upstairs, where it is undoubtedly warmer. I’m going to eat some lunch soon Thai Chicken Wild Rice, I made it last night for CSA Supperclub and now there are leftovers. My…
I don’t know how Sam Wolfson, who is credited on IMDB for writing the Netflix movie “Tall Girl,” identifies. Man? Woman? Non-binary? I’m not sure if the personal details, that Sam is 4’11”, listed on the page are true. What I do know is that “Tall Girl” is one of the worst teen rom-coms I’ve ever seen, and this is coming from someone who totally…
“2019 is not a year on which I shall look back with undiluted pleasure. In the words of one of me, it has turned out to be an annus horribilis” Jodi Chromey ripping off Queen Elizabeth II who had a shitty 1992 when all her kids got divorced and her daughters-in-law were being royal pains in the old lady’s bum. This is eventually going to…
All the first day of school pics. This day, Halloween, and the last day of school are really the only reason to keep Facebook active. Hanging out with my 21-year-old niece before she goes back to Eugene for her senior year of college. I cannot remember the last time just the two of us hung out. I’m also really here for having an empty house…
