Curtailing Cooking

I always had “major anxiety” (and lets be honest, was a bit jealous) from those particular people who could fly by the seat of their pants, never organize anything in advance, never pre-plan, and yet somehow end up with perfect results, or without any consequence to their malaise. But, as I got older in life,…

Self Control… Over Yourself

The anger was building up to an insurmountable peak; I couldn’t withstand the internal pain any longer. And so, with all of my might, I hurled my hairbrush against my powder pink walls. It left, let’s just say, a noticeable hole that my mother began screaming at me about, not knowing that the cause of…

The Anti ‘Social Media’ Diet

Magic Markers. That fresh paint smell. Perfectly ripe cherry tomatoes. The first warm day after a rough winter that signals summer is around the bend. We all have those “simple little things” that make us beam from ear-to-ear, often times centered on or around our childhoods or personalities. We tend to feel elated and even settled when…

I Too Am A Fit Bottomed Girl

And… hoist! “One leg in. The other leg in, yes! Will it get over my belly, I don’t know”, I uttered out loud as I attempted to grab any available fabric and heave my workout pants over my newly expanding spare tire. I was in a rush to dress before the deliveryman arrived and my favorite…

No Soap Radio

Remember the “no soap radio” joke from the mid-90’s? The popular kids and the mean kids, and eventually, all the other kids, would walk around telling this joke, only to embarrass those who did not understand it, or to “call out” those who feigned understanding, saying “Ha! I got it!” By the by, there was…

…into the ‘toss pile’

When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me… and tells me to fold my clothing. From the time my hand-eye coordination was developed enough to do so, I’ve derived massive amounts of pleasure from folding my sweaters, organizing the hanging items in my closet, and ridding my closet of items…

Elegant With Spice Is Everything Nice

It was a classic cable knit sweater, except it wasn’t. This light blue, lightweight sweater was adorned with colorful, shiny, plastic-like discs around the collar. It was 1998, so ditching the butterfly clips and wedge shoes was a bit unheard of. Understanding at a young age how to walk to the beat of my own…

Open The Flood Gates

It’s kind of like Pamplona: the gates swing open… and ready, set, bull! Cooking, for me, is like opening the gates of something packed-with-action: the beginning and middle are irresolute, yet, somehow, the finale brings happiness to all spectators and participators; it leaves people adamantly wanting more. As with all other tasks or challenges in life, I abandon any traces of fear before…

Love: Us Vs.Us

I feel absolutely pitiful for penning these dreaded words, but Justin Bieber nailed it when he said, “you should go and love yourself”. Simple, profound and entirely true- we must  love ourselves from within before we can expect others to love us from without. The first step on the road to finding a new friend or…