Camping was glorious and I’ve only by miracle and mild coercion managed to excavate the dirt from my children’s curling toenails. Camping was grueling and we woke up every morning to the call of…
We have 8 days until the 2020 election in the US. That’s one more week during which I’ll be trying my damnedest to get leaders elected who will move the dial toward equity, inclusion,…
In Brooklyn, a stoop is not just a noun, but also a verb. To “stoop” something is colloquially understood to mean the act of setting something out on a stoop, or sidewalk, with the…
Tomorrow is the first official day of summer. I’m getting my annual itch to play hooky, kick off my shoes, and run around barefoot. Whether or not you’ve got an actual summer vacation in the works,…
Last night, Faye’s snoring reached near comic levels. There were great blustering intakes of breath followed by high pitched whistles that sounded like a sound effect borrowed from a Disney cartoon and not something that…
While I spend a little time resting, recuperating, and generally loving on the sweet new baby in our lives, I’ve solicited the advice of my big sister, Cait. As a veteran New York City mama and…
I don’t know how to sail, but I’d like to. There’s something satisfying about learning a wholly new skill and when it comes with its own special set of vocabulary, all the better. There’s…
Like anything in dwindling supply, each sunlit hour of an October day is more precious than the one before it. Relatedly, James and I finally made it to Roosevelt Island a few weeks ago.…
A little acknowledgement that New York has been killing it with good weather lately. It’s been all sunshine and blue skies and temperatures for pairing sweaters and sandals. Perfect, in other words. Unless you’re…
Two things lately: weekends away and a lackluster apartment search for a place to stretch our legs, just a little bit. Both have made me feel all kinds of fierce about our tiny abode…