Author Archives: B.
Springtide
Happy first full day of spring — in all its vernal glory:
Twenty-Eight
Dear Ryan, Tomorrow would have been your 28th birthday. I still can’t believe you’re gone. Lost before I had the chance to say all the things I wanted to say… to apologize properly for the ways I’ve let you down. … Continue reading
International Women’s Day
For International Women’s Day, I celebrate my two talented and incredible daughters. May you know your power, your place in the world, and your place in my heart. Now go defy the patriarchy by living a meaningful life on YOUR … Continue reading
“Things that keep me up at night for $1000, Alex.”
I was born in a small town in Texas in 1968. JFK was already gone, Camelot dismantled, and Richard Millhouse Nixon was on the fast track to becoming the 37th president of the United States of America. Martin Luther King Jr … Continue reading
Quarter Century
Dear Robyn, On this day twenty-five years ago you pushed your way into the world and captured my heart. In typical fashion, you were in a hurry. So much so that we almost didn’t make it to the hospital in … Continue reading
Random Thought of the Day #4
Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs: It may just be hunger talking… but I’m pretty sure all this can be accomplished with a really great breakfast taco.
Better Late Than Never
Hello, 2018! Let’s be friends. I haven’t always gotten along with your predecessors, but I’ve got a good feeling about me and you. That said, here’s what I’ve learned about friendship through the years: the key to satisfaction is lowered … Continue reading
Queen’s Gambit
I wrote about this elsewhere, but it bears repeating: I have been a fan of Al Franken since the dawn of time. From his SNL days to Rush Limbaugh Is a Big Fat Idiot, to his Air America talk radio … Continue reading
Tis the Season
You know what’s near the top of the list of things that suck when your child is dead and there’s not a god damn thing you can do about it?
Paris is Always a Good Idea
Dear Paris, Thank you for hosting us the week of Thanksgiving. Your city is as beautiful as its history is storied. Your pastries are flaky and your Foie gras is creamy, and everything is served with an attention to detail … Continue reading
Fortune Favors the Bold
Why are fortune cookies so boring? If you’re giving me a stale cookie in a noisy cellophane wrapper, at least make it entertaining, snarky, or both. Ideas: This cookie looks a like a mini vagina — bon appétit! You have a … Continue reading
They Say The Neon Lights Are Bright
We saw our first Broadway musical in 2014 (Chicago, in case you’re curious) and I was instantly hooked. As a huge fan of musical movies and TV shows, it wasn’t much of a leap for me. Since then I’ve been … Continue reading
Forty-Five
You might be Donald Trump IF: Your domestic policy is a turgid, half-baked mess, and your foreign policy consists of a four-way circle jerk between you, Russia, Israel, and the Saudis. You decry peaceful protests of racism while going out … Continue reading
The Edge of Seventeen
Dear Sydney, Tomorrow you are seventeen. How is that even possible? When I close my eyes and conjure your image, it’s baby-you I see. From the coppery-red whisps of hair (proof positive my Irish blood runs in your veins) to … Continue reading
Random Thought of the Day #3
So sick of all the bullshit hipster restaurant double-speak. I refuse to eat at a place with ‘fusion’ in its name or tolerate people who drone on about how they really like to dine in local bistros featuring free-range, farmer-friendly, … Continue reading
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