
sometimes you need to be a little bit ridiculous
At thirty-six years old, I have a rather liberal interpretation of “girl,” but it’s too late to change to something less alliterative.
What else is there to know about me? I live in NYC with a husband of 10+ years, a homeschooled 8-year-old daughter and a couple cats of varying age and fatness.
I drink a fair amount of coffee and waste an incredible amount of time online every day.
I’m finishing my undergrad degree at The New School at a seemingly glacial pace, but I’m enjoying every minute of it. [Okay, almost every minute of it.]
I love to talk about food, but I find people who proudly label themselves a “foodie” are often fucking insufferable about it.
I don’t like hearing about “good food” or “bad food” because I think calling it “bad food” just adds to the naughty appeal. Let’s just call it food and agree that some foods are healthier than others.
I like fatty/sugary/salty foods, because, well, I’m a human being and it’s in my evolutionary interests to like things that taste that way, but I like local/sustainable/organic foods more.
I don’t really like watermelon but I do like beets. I don’t think everyone should like beets but I do think everyone should try them at least once — and I definitely believe everyone should have access to beets no matter where they live.
I also like science fiction, mechanical pencils, pine trees, Terry Pratchett books, scented geraniums, Japanese stationery, dachshunds wearing sweaters, and Philadelphia soul.
I don’t think any of this describes who I am.
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