Boxed macaroni and cheese is my nemesis. It’s one of those things that everyone is supposed to be able to make. Boil water, add noodles, stir in cheese. Done. Simple.
Not me! Nooo. I can make it through the water boiling and noodle cooking, but the cheese stirring is my Achille’s heel.[…]
Let me begin by saying that this is going to be a different kind of post than you’re used to seeing from me. I started writing it half a dozen times in my head. I scrapped each one before my fingers ever landed on the keys.[…]
Read MoreLet me lay down some truth right now: there is no difference between zucchinis and overwhelm. Look up overwhelm in the dictionary and there should be a whole-page drawing of a zucchini. You start with one teeny tiny seed and forty-two seconds later you have behemoth zukes taking over the whole yard.[…]
Read MoreHello, daaaaaahling! So, last week, we talked about how the internet is magic and how now is the perfect time to bibbidi-bobbidi-boo all over it. Here are the top 5 reasons why that’s true!.[…]
Read MoreBold introverts have never had more ability to step into leadership—in their own lives, organizations, and communities—than they do right now. Because right now we are more interconnected than we’ve ever been. People who didn’t know what Zoom was a year ago are now regularly using Zooming as a verb.[…]
Read MoreI am currently deep down in the rabbit hole of research mode, working on an upcoming project. I'm jumping out of my shorts about it and can barely stop myself from spilling every last bean about right noooow! I cannot wait to tell you but, alas, there can be no bean spillage quite yet.[…]
Read MoreGrowing up, I loooooved Green Day. Because, as we all know, nothing screams “pUnK rOcK!” louder than a girl from the Midwest who had her first drink on her 21st birthday, at which point she ordered a piña colada while at dinner with her mom’s friends. An experience I’m sure Billie Joe Armstrong can relate to.[…]
Read MoreI broke the cardinal rule of sending lust-worthy emails. One of them anyway; there are like 642 depending on who’s talking. I mean, that’s a lot of cardinals (Did you know a group of cardinals is called a RADIANCE?! How’s that for some confidence?!) In any case, this rule I broke was a biggy.[…]
Read MoreYo, mon petite chou-chou! (A term of endearment that means “my little cabbage-cabbage” because the French do what they want—all while pulling off that effortless cigarette-pants-and-perfectly-unperfect-bed-head look that when I try to copy makes me look like a deranged muppet.)[…]
Read MoreI woke up this morning and stared at my computer screen for a half-hour, not knowing what to write. I was basically Grady Tripp from Wonder Boys for a whole thirty minutes--minus the affairs, ex-wives, excessive pot-smoking, Marilyn Monroe memorabilia, and dogs in trunks. Okaaay, so nothing like Grady Tripp actually...[…]
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