F*ck “F*ck Yes or No”

In the last year, I’ve noticed an article trending called “Fuck Yes or No”. It was featured on a self-help website run by a guy named Mark Manson, who is a self-proclaimed “Author. Thinker. Life-enthusiast.” Mark Manson writes and thinks and is enthusiastic about life! How’s THAT for a triple threat? Mark Manson’s site looks […]

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A Desk Defiled

When I was about eleven years old, my grandparents gave me my mom’s old desk. It was the one that had sat in her room all throughout her childhood and where, I imagine, she had sat doing homework and writing notes to Kathy Palmer. It was a meaningful gesture, one whose meaning I did not […]

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When I was 25: The House in San Blas

Our lovely roommate, James, lived with us the first month at the house.  There were 93 steps up to our house. That was one way to get there. The other way was the tourist route- through the Plaza de Armas, up the wide cobblestone steps, past the shops and the Cholitas with their Alpacas (“Peek-chur? […]

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When I was 25: Landing in the Andes

As the small plane made its descent into Cusco, I looked down at the mountains. We were landing right smack dab in the middle of the storied Andes. I had arrived. Most of the range was brown and greenish with a few snow-capped peaks peppered in. They seemed inviting. Being from the Midwest, I had […]

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When I was 25: Costa Rica

“It has been a whirlwind week for me- after 25 years of never once stepping foot onto another country’s soil, I now have 3 whole stamps on my passport- Mexico, Guatemala & Costa Rica! Who’s a big girl now?! (Me. I’m a big girl now.)” – My 2010 blog, Let’s Call a Gringa a Gringa* […]

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When I Was 25: Leaving Town

About 6 months ago, I installed the Timehop app on my phone. After awhile, I started to notice that my posts from early 2010 and prior were the most cringeworthy. There was a noted change in what and how I posted in 2010 compared to years that followed. I posted a lot of mundane things- […]

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I Don’t Drink Like I Used To

Some facts about me and alcohol: I have never been the type of person who could brag about drinking other people under the table*. The only person I could drink under the table would be a toddler and that’s an inhumane thing to put a toddler through. I was never a “kegstand every night of […]

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What to Expect When You’re 30 and Unmarried

Turning 30 means a lot of things to a lot of people. To many it means: “SHIT!?! Hurry up! Get married, pop out some kids, and quit messin’ around!” Women especially cringe about 30 (and aging in general), because of the looming threat of dried ovaries and sagging boobs. A middle-aged co-worker told me the […]

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In the Meantime

I have not blogged since October. At first, it was because of a persistent pinched nerve in my upper back. After a day in front of the computer at work, the last thing I needed was to hunch and lean some more. Then I got used to not writing. Then I got holiday-lazy and then […]

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The Torch

Flint Sweet Flint

I have a lot of love for Flint, Michigan and it’s a place I like to be, but I would have never known that if I didn’t fall in love with a guy from there. I would have gone along with the masses and shrugged it off as one of Michigan’s tragic towns, Detroit Jr. […]

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