I cook because I can't afford a therapist
(i have written a letter every year, on my nieces birthday. you can read letter one here, and letter two here) Lily belle – you’re three years old today. You are spunky, and hilarious. You have a laugh that lights up the whole room. You love moo moo cows and turtles and your baby dolls….
I’ve been thinking a little bit about being stuck. About feeling like you’re in a canyon and you can’t find the way out you so desperately seek. How you convince yourself that if you stay the course, if you walk this tightrope, you’ll be just fine. You’ll come out fine. How you’ll be safe if…
i want to write a love letter to the world. i want to stitch up the aches, the pains that people are suffering. i want to steal the hate from people’s souls and infuse them with acceptance, with compassion. sometimes when i’m having a bad day, i make myself turn on the news. i watch…
(read letter one here) hi lil. i know, this is reallyyyyyy late. beyond fashionably late. but you’ll find out eventually, so you might as well find out now: i’m horrible with birthdays. i don’t know, they’re forced. they’ve also felt so obligatory. so silo-ed. i’m more of a, let me send you flowers for no…
i remember a couple of years ago when i was thinking about moving. i had lived in my sandbox of a studio for two and a half years, and i thought it was time for a change. something new. exciting. i felt like i should get a new place and i should make a move,…
lily girl – you are one year old today. and what a year it’s been, girlfriend. so i obviously have a cute outfit to give you as a present but as the little sister of your mom – your crazy aunt – and the one who sometimes learned lessons the hard way, i thought i’d…
i’m pretty sure this post will lock my singleness in for good. my sister and i were fighting over baby names today. because that should really be a priority in my life right now. but she stole my wedding song so i have to make sure my bases are covered. also, you can tell by…
my mom walked into the kitchen today and it was on fire. i mean, the skillet just had a flame – it’s not like my pants were on fire. plus, it was on purpose. but still – you know your mom trusts you cooking when you have a two foot flame on her stove and…
Megan is a 20 something girl living in chicago who loves cooking, food and entertaining - with a glass of wine and a fierce opinion. always looking for the next foodgasm.
