As it turns out, the act of writing a list was not making me a more productive person — I’ve always loved a good to-do list. To be fair, I love most kinds of lists — shopping lists, best-of lists, guest lists — but I’m not a big fan of bucket lists. I have been making lists for as long as I can remember. When I was little, I…

I know that most people are feeling Zoomed out. I know that I am supposed to feel that way too. I know that nothing replaces real in person human interaction. I mean I did tear up when first reunited with friends in person, albeit outside and six feet apart, back…

The rumor was true: the days went by slowly but the years went by fast — When my son was in first grade, he came home from school one day with a way-too-big T-shirt that the teacher gave out to the whole class for their upcoming field day. On the back of the shirt, it said in large black, block lettering “Class of 2022.” …

I am hosting Thanksgiving this year, but I am calling it Vax-giving. I did not make that term up. I read about it in The New York Times Daily morning email last week, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since then. I love a good play…

The remnants of Hurricane Ida flooded our basement. My family and I hunkered down there last Wednesday watching our local weather reporters try and predict the potential path of multiple tornados near where we live in suburban Philadelphia. We noted how lucky we were to have such a cozy accommodating…

Deliberating over the fate of childhood toys, trophies, and trinkets — Throughout this past year, I have spent a considerable amount of time cleaning out my house. I can hear my family laughing as I write this because, in truth, I spend a considerable amount of time every year cleaning out my house. Channeling my inner Marie Kondo, I recalled the…

I’ve had a few nicknames — none that really stuck, which was probably a good thing considering the Peppermint Patty one from college which I’d just assume forget. One nickname though that does resurface every now and then in my extended family is one I don’t ever want to forget…

Spoiler alert: I love it — Last March when the world shut down, I found myself in my basement, alone, on my yoga mat. I know that sounds pleasant to some, but the quiet time was quite fleeting, as I was summoned up the basement stairs countless times to help fix the internet, the printer, or…