The doorknob to my bathroom wouldn’t turn so I did what any man would do: I turned it harder. I had just finished showering so I was still wet, eager to get out of the bathroom and make coffee. I turned as hard as I could, because you know, brute strength always solves problems—but then the damn knob just… fell. Now I didn’t have a way of turning the door. I was trapped in the bathroom, R-Kelly style. Continue reading “Trapped in the Bathroom for 30 Minutes”→
It’s been awhile since we last talked, and I’m not sure if you remember me… but it’s Nina, one of those kids you used to babysit a long time ago. Y’know, the one who used to nag you all the time to move faster and assume you’d always be there for me as I simultaneously matured at my own glacial pace? Yep, that one.
Well, I’m writing to tell you that I’m, uh, sorry about all of that. I was a brat for taking you for granted and shoving you to move faster. Could you please come back and hold my hand again? I promise, I’ll let you move at your own pace. Promise!
Aziz Ansari wrote a book about modern romance. In it, he investigated how the internet and technology have affected modern relationships. He writes “Every one of us engages on a journey to find love and companionship. We meet people, date, get into and out of relationships, all with hope of finding someone with whom we share a deep connection and truly love. This journey seems fairly standard now, but it’s wildly different from what people did even just decades ago…. Some of our problems are unique to our time. ‘Why did this guy just text me an emoji of a pizza? ‘Should I go out with this girl even though she listed Combos as one of her favorite snack foods? Combos!!?’” This book was published last year, and since then, modern romance has evolved even further. For example, I’m about to go on a Tinder date—and I haven’t said one word to her. All communications thus far have been entirely in gifs. Continue reading “#MODERNROMANCE, TINDER GIFS EDITION”→
I too love butter. I love butter so much that when I don’t see any in my fridge, I have a slight panic attack and start searching for it in all corners of the kitchen including the freezer, the bottom shelves, and irrational areas like the drawers where the knives are. I love butter so much I get butter withdrawals, start grunting like a cowboy and say things to myself like Butter, I swear. Okay fine, that’s not a thing, but I do base my grocery shopping on how much butter I have. I regularly open the fridge and take stock of the butter supply and think to myself something like: Okay I must have about three days of butter left, it’s almost time to go get food again.Continue reading “Ode to Butter (Again!)”→
This past year, I’ve been getting into this thing I heard was good for me called “exercise” – maybe you’ve heard of it? – and it has changed my life for the better in so many ways.
But this post isn’t about my letter of appreciation to exercise; I’ll save that for another time (or maybe never, since that sounds kinda like it would be boring). No… this post is about one of the most unusual workout classes I have ever experienced. And I just so happen to be obsessed with it.
As a person in my mid to late 30’s who is single with no kids, Disneyland has zero appeal to me. But this past weekend, my sister’s family and I took our parents to the “Happiest Place on Earth” to celebrate my dad’s birthday. Seriously, I can’t even remember the last time my immediate family went to an amusement park together (maybe when I was 9?). I can’t really remember the last time I even went to Disneyland.
Admittedly, when my family first moved to California from Chicago, Disneyland was one of the best places. Moreover, Disneyland was an especially fun place during my middle and high school years. My high school grad night was held at Disneyland. Let me just say, the bands playing the years I went included Hi-Five (Kissing Game, great song from the 90’s) and Color Me Badd! Now that was a high school grad night line-up to brag about.
Maybe it’s age, arrogance or my personal life experiences, but this trip to Disneyland felt and looked completely different than all the years before.