Inspired by Finn, and Vanity Fair.
Miss Britt and the Proust Questionnaire:
What is your most marked characteristic?
My need to be heard, which is really secondary to my need to be understood.
What is the quality you most like in a man?
Excellence.  In anything.  I used to believe it was ambition, but the desire to do more is [...]

My husband and I did this exercise during last week’s marriage counseling session.
I thought it was interesting, and announced mid session that I’d be featuring Marriage Mad Lib on my blog.  My marriage counselor laughed and Jared shook his head the way that he always does when I announce that something is going to show [...]

Dear Devin,
You told me over dinner that Grandma has taken you to Chuck E. Cheese like a million times.
You lamented the fact that I have never taken you to Chuck E. Cheese’s since we’ve lived in Florida.
“Yes, well, Grandma is clearly a better parent than me,” I told you.
“Can I move in with Grandma then?” [...]

“Alright, Mom.  I have to go.”
Our morning conversation was beginning to bleed into my working hours and I could no longer ignore the screams from my inbox.
“OK, baby.  I love you.”
“I love you, too.  Thanks for listening to me be a raging whore all morning.”
“Mmm… I’d say raging bitch.”
“Oh.  Right.”
“Technically I don’t think I can [...]

This post is not supposed to exist.
I’m not supposed to remember.
I’m definitely not supposed to care.
Somehow, the fact that I can write these words all these years later feels like a betrayal to my husband as well as my pride. It’s pathetic and… well, pathetic is really the most perfect word. Pathetic. [...]

Sometimes it’s subtle. Other times blatant and bitter. And other times still it’s simply a longing that I am all too familiar with.
It must be nice, they say.
It must be nice to travel.
It must be nice to have weekends with the girls.
It must be nice to live grand adventures and dramatic moments that [...]

Over the next several weeks I’m going to be sharing with you a little more about myself (because sometimes I just don’t feel like you know enough about me) in the form of a “100 Things” list.
Or, rather, 10 Lists of Ten Things That Eventually Add Up To 100 Things About Me. But that [...]

“I remember the first time I laid with you like this…”
His voice cut through the darkness and the muffled sounds of two people kissing.
My heart swelled with such force that it instantly became difficult to catch my next breath. In the blink of an eye, the entire world fell away and there was nothing [...]