Mary-Veronica
She isn’t actually Mary-Veronica. First she was Veronica, and then, after I gave her $140 but before she gave me her address, she became Mary.
A Bit of Light Reading
Do you suffer from English Major Guilt? While I am in recovery, this pernicious disease will still raise its head from time to time.
Housekeeping for Dummies
Step Seven—Whew, we’re already on step seven. Check the time. What time is it? Whoo boy, we’ve already been in here thirty minutes, and it’s only half done.
My Thoughts While Watching The Bachelorette
And this, dear reader, is why I think we Americans love to watch The Bachelorette. We love to look at those who have it all.
Puppy Love
I have never had a dog, let alone a puppy, before, so I’m very much a novice with this new family endeavor. But the time now is right to take the puppy plunge.
Me and my Family on Vacation in New York
My mom and dad trail behind me, consulting a map. One of my brothers squints upwards, while my sisters are eagerly taking pictures of sewer rats.
The Summer I Didn’t Read The Bell Jar
Your family just departed after a terrific weekend? No better way to fill the blazingly empty days in front of you than some Sylvia Plath!
The Takeaway from Photos
The village of Visnes boasts an unusual claim to fame—its now-defunct mine produced the copper used on the Statue of Liberty.
Chrome and Passing
Because when it comes to people I know who are both 1. my age and 2. genuinely proud of our country, the list grows thin.
Dear Lyle Lovett, Please be my Pen Pal
I have no advanced skill in any area of life that lends me to glory or even mild recognition. You would be writing to a very ordinary woman of meager talent.
