This weekend, I learned from an Instagram post that there is a procedure to correct something known as a “gummy smile”. And honestly, I’m pretty annoyed about this. I mean, I thought hip dips were a dumb thing that someone made up for women to worry about. (I’ve got hip dips, and I never, ever…
I’ll pick a story that’s so familiar in my own house that it’s a running joke. When my little sister and I were kids, my mom ordered a set of two blankets for our bunk beds. One was smooth, and the other had kind of a waffle texture. The smooth one was infinitely superior in…
There are lots of things that are nice about being an adult, of course. But as an adult, there have been multiple times where I have looked back longingly at my childhood for this reason: it was great to not have to be ultimately responsible for very much. Of course, I had my own kid…
I don’t feel like I knew my grandpa nearly as well as I knew my grandma. Part of this is because I am a granddaughter (my big brother knew my grandpa better than I did!), and part of this is because my grandpa was a pretty quiet person. I think maybe the thing I noticed…
I’m just going to make a bulleted list of things that come to mind. So, they’re gonna be in random order. And this is not going to be an exhaustive list because I could go on for a long time. I mean, there are a lot of happy things available in the world! being able…
My family was not at all big on nicknames, my mom in particular. In fact, I think she’s said that one of the reasons she likes my name is that it’s a little difficult to turn into a nickname. (Whereas a name like Jennifer is inevitably shortened, even by people you’ve just met.) I can…
I was 17 when I learned to drive. That’s a little bit on the old side, especially for someone from my generation. But for some reason, I just wasn’t in a huge hurry. And after a rather adventurous experience with my older brother learning to drive, my parents weren’t in a hurry either. Heh. At…
I’m going with a solid, “neither!” answer for this one. I always say that I’m not a city mouse or a country mouse; I’m a suburb mouse. Reasons I don’t like cities: too few trees not enough green too few parking lots too many people/crowds too much noise Reasons I don’t love the country: I…
