OK, no kidding. Words that describe me typically do not include anything involving graveness or solemnity. I am not, by most barometers, a serious person.

I cried in church yesterday. I hate crying in public, especially over something stupid.

Want people (e.g., Segullah editors) to read your stuff?
Want them to walk away saying “wow”?
Two words: beginning, ending.

We lost a dog yesterday, on purpose.

My hands smell of rotted Pediasure. It has a mint-y tinge, not like the thrown-up smell of milk or fruit or cereal. But something more artificial; a man-made stink.

I have a theory. I’m not claiming it’s valid, true, or noteworthy. But it feels true and that is good enough for today.

I don’t know what to write today. I am not really in the talking mood. I think I just want to sit back and listen. Does anyone feel like talking? Like sharing a story? I want to hear about how well the holidays are going, or how one moment last week changed your soul. I [...]

My good friend’s step-dad died on Sunday night.  He was in his early-60’s and healthy as far as we all knew.  But he just fell over and died.  My friend didn’t have any details when she told me, but she just kept saying, “I’m so sad.”  However, this sadness is coupled with relief that her [...]

While running errands the other day I stopped in on a friend. Here are three things that make me envious of this friend:
1. New house with rich colored walls.
2. The cutest nursery I have ever seen.
3. Three gorgeous (and I am not just saying this) children
So I am getting the tour of this home and [...]

So have you ever wanted ”“ I mean really, really, wanted ”“ to go scrub someone else’s toilets? Has it ever been the purest desire of your heart to do someone else’s dishes?