Freezing Embryos and Finances
I kept a girl and a boy in the freezer for five years. OK, not a girl and a boy per se. But a male and a female embryo. After undergoing...
I kept a girl and a boy in the freezer for five years. OK, not a girl and a boy per se. But a male and a female embryo. After undergoing...
If you know me, it probably isn’t a surprise that one of my favorite animals is the peacock. I enjoy getting all glammed up when I get...
In the fall of 2002, Sabrina and Acacia Stevens were gearing up for the second season of American Idol. I couldn’t believe it! How could...
December 5, 1901. Chicago, Illinois. Undoubtedly wind gusted down streets, blowing a chill through the city. But the sun was shining...
My mom is the most avid reader I know. She devours books at a nearly inhuman pace. In the last several years, she has taken to writing...
(Note: This was inspired by the question “What were your favorite subjects in school?” This is what I came up with. Forget Virgina Woolfe...
I clicked the random button. Admittedly, there were several small decisions that led to this one. I decided to see Harriet the Spy in...
Saturday mornings in my childhood were dedicated to errands. We’d go to Highland Park, my mom’s childhood hometown, to get money for the...
The first time I identified as overweight may have been when Robert C and his friend Eddie, who had at least 30 pounds on me, started...
While I was studying abroad in London, my friend Amy decided she would visit with her friend, Olga. Amy has always been one to...
Jon and I are fans of British author/personality Danny Wallace. In one of his outlandish autobiographies, Wallace writes about everyone...
Prelude to Hearing Some People Sing I saw my first Broadway production when I was 5 - Stephanie Mills in a revival of The Wiz. But it...
My mom did not want us to “waste our money” on an apartment. Which is why, for the first six months of our marriage, Jon and I lived with...
“What are you doing?” I asked blearily. It was 3 o’clock in the morning, and my boyfriend was crouching by the hotel room door, the light...
“Look at the carousel,” Jon muttered at me through gritted teeth over Lily’s head. I glanced as surreptitiously as possible, and I saw...
I was driven to my Junior Prom in a silver Acura MDX. Limos were astoundingly expensive - just thinking the word “prom” must have tacked...
One day during my senior year of high school, that choir government I disapproved of decided to hold the “Potato Chip Awards,” where they...
At the end of my junior year, we had elections for the following year’s choir officers. I cannot stress enough how much I loved choir,...
Marching band may or may not have been derived as some kind of military torture. Learning the music, the notes, and the dynamics well is...
When I was in fourth grade, we had an assembly that presented something pretty magical to us youngsters - musical instruments. If we...