TRAVEL: Portland, Maine
Best Friend and I are just back from ten days in Maine, on a personal turned work’ish trip (more on this in another post). If you haven’t explored this area Read more…
What a spontaneous eight days by myself in Mexico looks like
In January I decided for various reasons to head South, solo. A few weeks later, via the free ticket I had gotten in December by saying Hell yes! to Read more…
Have you let “but I’m single…” stop you?
I’ve always been interested in what we do and don’t do by ourselves and what factors factor into those decisions. Surprised and touched by all the positive responses to my Read more…
Your previous life vs. your now life: how has it changed?
This is a Guest Post by Donna Bogosh whom I met at my first ‘real job.’ She helped make my transition from carefree college student to serious business-lady (ha! I still wore flip-flops Read more…
PARTY OF ONE: Why your password should be Iwilltr@velso1o
This is a Guest Post by Stacy Armistead. I got to know her over the years via her participation in the inaugural a capella Fear Experiment℠ group, as an Idea Potluck Dish, Read more…
Goodbye, Chicago! Gah! What am I doing?!
As you may have gleaned from my most viral blog post, which led to a Tribune article, a WBEZ interview, and a Chicago Magazine mention, leaving my beloved Chicago has Read more…
Words I never thought I’d say: is it time for me to leave Chicago?
I always knew I’d have kids. It was a deal-breaker. If a guy didn’t want ’em, I didn’t want him. And then two things happened, almost simultaneously — I met my Read more…
When life gives you clusterfucks, pedal gratefully.
Theme of the past two weeks — Clusterf*ck. Fake Snow Clusterf*ck I visited Seattle for the first time recently. Quite lovely! Their coffeehouses really ARE cool. I thought the Chicago Read more…
Ebony, my earth-angel
Due to travels [Indiana, Wisconsin, Colorado, the Netherlands, Belgium, and France], it’s been awhile. I’m taking advantage of the fact that my right leg might need to be amputated to Read more…
I have me some edumacated friends
At first glance, you might think the quote below is from some Norwegian psychoanalyst in a white coat, thick glasses and with a hard to pronounce last name. But it’s Read more…