I don’t make promises I can’t keep

Because the universe has s hilarious sense of humor, I was forced to sign this health pledge for my son's school. Let me just say I love his school. I love his teachers. We adore his physical education teacher and counselors and principal and whoever else might be responsible for this. I don't even have … Continue reading I don’t make promises I can’t keep

Post-good-day moody blues

  Anybody ever have a day in which you were crushing it, and then have everything come crashing down the next day? I don't know if my expectations are set too high after a really good day, or what. But I suspect it's because life happens, and I get overwhelmed, and I mainly want to go … Continue reading Post-good-day moody blues

Smashing the patriarchy AND food waste

Listen, I can’t rage about the bloviator-in-chief and his supporters every day; it's exhausting. But I can smash the Monday blahs with a little cheap “what do we even have in the fridge?” dinner. Here’s some "dirty paleo" chicken salad I made with leftover chicken legs, nearly-ready-to-be-tossed grapes, almost-bad-but-not-quite-bad sweet bell peppers, a single dill … Continue reading Smashing the patriarchy AND food waste