It's Monday. Again. And it feels like a Monday. But every day feels like a Monday at the moment. It isn't like my life varies dramatically from day to day. I spend a lot of time on Instagram, I walk back and forth to my kitchen and I binge on the news way more than … Continue reading Groundhog Day.
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Full of the milk of human kindness.
Now that I have all this time on my hands, you would think I would be a prolific writer. Every day would be full of pithy insights, fantastic social commentary and definitely some hilarious observations. Nope, not at all. Somehow my brain has shut down with this forced time of reflection. Ugh, reflection. Who wants … Continue reading Full of the milk of human kindness.
Mondays, not for the faint of heart.
Written before Covid-19 changed Mondays as we once knew them... Why are Mondays so hard? They are like a new year, every week. The resolutions might be smaller but you still make them. Monday is the day you are going to start eating better, exercise more and definitely be more positive about...everything. You have a … Continue reading Mondays, not for the faint of heart.
Don’t eat before you fly, please.
Last night I flew home from Boston and I am still in shock that a person in my immediate area was able to fart the entire flight. How is that humanly possible? Yes, the intestine is incredibly long but even still, how is there that much gas? It was a 6 hour flight! Thank goodness … Continue reading Don’t eat before you fly, please.
Too old to marry rich?
It is a new year so I have to reassess my life. My biggest question at the moment is, at what point do I have to stop saying that I am going to marry rich? Eventually you age out, right? The older I get, the younger the trophy wives are. I am not saying I … Continue reading Too old to marry rich?
If I had known then what I know now…
A few months ago, someone asked me what I would tell my 15-year-old self about having a "broken picker." I thought it was a really good question and applies to so much more than just my bad taste in men - although that is definitely a good place to start. These days my advice for … Continue reading If I had known then what I know now…
A word of advice…
Last month I moved temporarily, to look for a job, and didn’t realize that there are things to consider besides a central location, frequency/infrequency of muggings and most importantly, nearby Chipotles. Here are a few key items that I unhappily learned: Think about proximity to a fire station. Not for safety purposes but for the … Continue reading A word of advice…
Only in LA
I went to yoga on Monday and my yoga instructor is an actor. Of course he is. Why would being a yoga instructor be his main job? I looked him up because of his last name - I thought he might be related to Pat Benatar. I’m still not sure if he is, because once … Continue reading Only in LA
Vegemite – not for everyone.
Like Vegemite, I am an acquired taste. It doesn’t matter how much butter you use either. True Vegemite afficionados know what that means. Vegemite looks like it would taste good if you are far enough away to only see the color. It looks like it might taste like dark chocolate or a sweet spread of … Continue reading Vegemite – not for everyone.
Put your money where your mouth is.
I have been talking about it for months, okay over a year, but now I am actually doing it. I am moving. I just signed a lease for a place in LA and my mid-career crisis is calling the shots. I am starting with a month to month place so that I don't commit to … Continue reading Put your money where your mouth is.
Seeing Red.
It is rare that I ever get truly angry. I might get annoyed, peeved or mildly incensed but I don't usually throw tantrums or plan out complicated vendettas in my free time. I got that out of my system when I was a kid. I was more of a whiner. My Dad had a "No … Continue reading Seeing Red.
My Broken Picker 