Love in the Time of Covid

I am a product of the 90’s—I cared for a Tamagotchi, spent hours searching for the hidden images in my Magic Eyes, rocked out to Paula Abdul on my Discman, and most especially, emulated my role model, Barbie. When I grew up and became, well, anything really, because the possibilities were endless—doctor, teacher, rock star—I…

Cats, COVID, and Cake

As if 2020 wasn’t bad enough, somehow last weekend I found myself riddled with guilt, wearing a cat mask, and meowing along to Happy Birthday. Truthfully, none of those things are completely out of the ordinary for me (#MomLife). But #PandemicParenting has forced all of us to make difficult choices about our family’s health and…

2020, You Can’t Break Us

Last week, devastation struck my Midwestern town. No, no, I didn’t run out of wine (although it was touch and go for a minute when my Shipt shopper had to substitute my usual Sauvignon Blanc with Chardonnay). I’m talking about REAL devastation. After days of heavy downpours, two dams, literally bursting at the seams, gave…

#QuarantineCut

Since this post went live, some things have changed. Read to the end for an update. I don’t want to brag or anything, but I’m good at a lot of things—obsessing about disaster scenarios that may or may not ever happen, attempting to control even the most menial aspects of life, and Monopoly. But despite…