The Blog
What’s your next adventure?
I don’t mean climbing Mount Kilimanjaro or running across the Grand Canyon (and back).
Of course I’m...
I was thinking about Finland this morning which is totally random because while I’ve been lucky enough to see much of this world, I’ve...
There’s this expression “Qualter time,” made up by a few of my friends who know I’m often late.
I take solace in the fact...
On my way back from dropping my kids at school on Friday, I pressed play (pun!) on my 80s playlist and scrolled down to “Voices Carry”...
I felt a bit of nausea as I looked down at an old and worn photo that my friend Gary was showing me.
I was sitting in the back of a jeep on the...
In 8th grade, my Italian teacher Mrs. Gibson asked us to read and then memorize parts of Rigoletto, Verdi’s Italian opera.
At 13-years-old,...
I embarrassed my kids in 2013 when that ubiquitous catchy little song, "What does the fox say?” got stuck in my head and I started to sing it...
I was sitting in hour three in a large conference room at the United Nations, you know the one with those ear thingys and translation booths all...
When my twin girls were born, the nurse would bring them to me from the nursery in two separate bassinets.
You know those adorable little cribs on...
I broke down and gave my 12-year-old son a phone last night.
When I was 12, it was 1984, and even George Orwell did not imagine that a 12-year-old...
When my son Jack was younger, I signed him up for soccer because I loved it as a kid and still do.
It made sense because he goes to an...
