The whiteboard calendar in my mudroom meant to organize us says October, and it’s blank. There aren’t even numbers for the days—just the month “October” in black Sharpie at the top. No joke. This weekend, post-Thanksgiving, I ate dessert for breakfast, dessert for snack, post-lunch dessert, and then pie. A brick of Gouda mashed potatoes […]
The Short Stack: A Collection Of Minor Efforts
Last night I dreamt that I attended—maybe even hosted, it’s a bit fuzzy—a girl’s retreat with Glennon Doyle and Abby Wambach. Strangely enough, the venue was the dilapidated white farmhouse of my dear childhood friend—a thick redheaded twin who I used to run with in 7th grade who was kind and sweet and who I […]
The Things We Come To Know
My dad is a hawk. The build up to our realization of this fact is detailed. Fly with me. Because I know that he is one, I’ve become an expert at seeing the difference between hawks—relatively rare—and turkey vultures, invasive and common. From a distance, it’s all about the wings. Vultures fly with their wings […]
At The Corner Of Mitchell And Main
You feel New York State before you see it outside the plane. It’s the warm heavy shawl of humidity that renders blow-drying pointless. Although we’re headed to the mountains, these are east-coast mountains that Utahans would scoff at. But we’re not there yet, and I’ve lost my sense of direction. It all seems like tree-lined […]