Why are there so manySongs about rainbowsAnd what's on the other side? When I hear those words I think of my knit pink outfit. A skirt and a cardigan. Some tights. The scent of a sweaty horse. . . WHAT WHAT? I think of 6th grad cotillion with Mrs. Kinnear. She had a white bun and lucite heels ... continue reading...

How it started: "I'm putting chihuahua sweaters on my baby goats!" How it's going: "I'm burning my desk to make charcoal so I can filter my water." Those are the actual text messages from Jenny and Steph this week. They're two of my main team members. (That's woo-speak for "staff" but they're so ... continue reading...

"I think I have to leaveeeeeeeeeeee" sniff snort loud wail "Katie. Katie. WHAT IS WRONG?" My therapist on the other end of the phone was very concerned. Obviously. "Dr. X do you have an appointment? I need to come see you today." *hiccuping sobs* "Katie, yes, you can come in, but just a second, ... continue reading...

This morning I woke up thinking about cleaning out fridges. You have to do that before you move, so the next occupant can start fresh. You have to do that before a hurricane so that the contents don't go bad when the power goes out, and then, by going bad and rotting in a warm house, ... continue reading...

Four years ago today I fired off some snarly text messages to my friend Kim in the middle of dinner. I was eating what would become my traditional pre running race dinner: a moderately sized plate of spaghetti and meatballs.And I was bricking it.  The cause of my angst? I was running the 5K ... continue reading...