Game Called Due to Rain

It’s been a tough few innings. You’re bruised, sweating, and everything hurts. Your batting is low, your errors are high,…

Candy Canes are White and Red

A poem for those of us struggling with psychological gremlins this holiday season.

Originally posted on The Torrid Forties:
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How a Bruno Mars-tinged reunion weekend with my best friend reinvigorated our own brand of swagger.

From cigars to sunscreen, a new local’s ever-evolving list of how to minimize your angst and maximise your glee at the Happiest Place on Earth.

I go to Switzerland rather frequently for work. Over the course of the last two years, I’ve deepened my understanding…

I go to Switzerland rather frequently for work. Over the course of the last two years, I’ve deepened my understanding…

From hills to jazz to the popsicle hotline, how Hollywood won my heart

Originally posted on The Torrid Forties:
It was a fabulous Thanksgiving. Our seven-year-old–let’s call him Scooter–was giddy with glee that he had…

Funk, groove, and why the guy in front of me on line at Target now thinks I want to kiss him until we’re naked.