Table for One, Please
Normally I would avoid, at ALL costs, saying I’m ashamed of being single, but events of this week have prompted me to proclaim my...
The Shame of Not Being Trendy Enough
Every day I ride the bus to work, and I’ve recently come to realize I dress up solely for that purpose. I don’t dress for work, or for...
Chicken Soup for the Sick and Lazy
I’m sick again, boo, no fun. I guess it’s expected from the daily bus travel and onslaught of stagnant, recirculated office air....
The Guilt of Caring Outside Yourself
I’ve been thinking a lot about single motherhood the past few weeks. And while I’m far, or possibly not too far from that prospect, it...
The Comfort Zone Zone Zone
(A follow up to Tinder - Where the Wild Things Are) I am guilty of hating the SF dating game... But I am ashamed that I don't step out my...
Almond Banana Pancakes
I've been working for the past two weeks to find a healthy and yummy substitute for the standard pancake. An almond banana recipe was...
Where the Wild Things Are
TINDER ... The app synonymous with dating in San Francisco. Has it made it better or made it worse? I’ve had countless discussions in...
Eaters Remorse
I am guilty of a lot of things, but to start off, I'm going to jump into food guilt this week. Of all the multiple facets of food guilt,...
The Big G
What is guilt? “And you may say to yourself, my god, what have I done. Same as it ever was, same as it ever was.” Talking Heads. Yep, the...
Lets Talk Triggers
Should we talk triggers? I know, I know... you want to get down to the juicy parts. You want to hear to answer to question – how do I...