The Shittiest Sunday Confession There Ever Was

Sunday March 26, 7:45 A.M. The city was quieter than usual, as is usually the case on Sunday mornings. The metro felt eerily empty, and the shopping center where I got off, though normally bustling with commuters this time of day, was instead veiled under the cloak of weekend calm. I made my way upstairs,

Winter Woes

Tis the glorious season of winter, the time of year when the cold creeps over the land and even the sun hides away for most of the day. Yet, when the delicate snowflakes drift down from the sky, it’s a special kind of magic, a snowglobe come to life. I’m one of those rare individuals

A Wedding, A Birthday, A Tow Truck, Oh my!

On June 4, 2022, my dear friend Shelby married the love of her life, Matt. A quick little backstory before we dive into the weekend’s adventures (and yes, you guessed it, I’m really talking misadventures here): Shelby and I met four years ago, awkwardly stumbling upon one another in the airport bathroom at Charles de

Head Bonks & Hallucinations

A few weeks ago, I think I suffered a minor concussion. It’s impossible to know for sure, but the facts would suggest so – and sad to report, the story of how it happened is entirely lame. I was at the gym – let me just interject here and tell you, it’s definitely not what

Observations & Oddities On the Way to the Bus

I traveled back home to NH for the holidays, and well, even when you’re only a (relatively) short bus ride away, you’re bound to experience something eventful or otherwise curious when you’re on the road. Here’s a quick recap of my journey home (well, really just the start of my journey), which I quietly typed

Contra-strophe

You might be wondering: What the heck does she mean by contra-strophe? I’m not sure if it will help, but I suppose the extended title would be Contra Catastrophe – I’m referring to the contrabassoon here, which is an even larger and lower bassoon (it’s pitched an entire octave lower than the bassoon and is

Books, Birds, and a Bit of Luck

It was a beautiful summer evening. One of those seemingly neverending July nights where the sun seems to glow forever, radiating a soft and gentle warmth. The kind of summer night where you just can’t help but to be outside. And so, drawn by that instinctual, nearly inexplicable summertime desire, I found myself wandering down

Operation Big Cheese (Part 2)

The time had come. It was Monday night, 8:50 PM EST, or 5:50 PM PST – start time for THE big-shot board meeting. This was the moment we (mostly, Jane….maybe even you, my anxious reader, but definitely not so much me) had been waiting for…and there I was…appropriately attired for the evening’s events, confidently sporting

Operation Big Cheese (Part 1)

It all started when I was randomly contacted via LinkedIn by someone I didn’t know personally, but who was also working as a nanny –let’s call her “Jane” (not her real name, for obvious reasons). Jane mentioned that she was “connected to a group that helps driven young professionals transition into entrepreneurship and learn from

The Secrets Hiding in Books

DISCLAIMER: This post contains ADULT CONTENT*. May not be appropriate for readers under 18 years of age. For those aged 18+, proceed at your own risk. *funny content, but definitely funny adult content Every book has its secrets. Especially secondhand books, which come into your possession harboring their own mysterious pasts – Who previously owned