The Anxious Mantra

When I talk about the track that plays in my head when I'm anxious, more people these days seem to get it. In some ways, it's comforting because I feel seen and understood. In other ways, it's horrifying. I should not be so broadly understood. That I am just means the problem is spreading.

Teriyaki Sauce

We might be on a "Yaki" kick. Teriyaki chicken. Teriyaki sauce. Yakisoba. Teriyakisoba...?

Chicken Teriyaki

What's there to say? We wanted to make our own chicken teriyaki. So we went to our favorite Japanese cook online and adjusted the recipe to suit our needs.

Thicker Than Water Tales

The story seemed like a simple tale of betrayal and revenge on the surface, but slow it down and analyze all the little details and suddenly you have a beautiful tragedy based on misunderstandings.

Blazing the Exercise Trail

I'm a homebody. A bookworm. If you give me the choice between a nature hike and going through a play-by-play pause-and-discuss watch of a good movie with my husband, call me a potato and pass the remote. Even so, I'm down fifty pounds.

Remember the Cycle

Dear future self, why do you worry so much? Why do you stress about the way you are? The sadness, the lack, and the distress always ends. The joy, creativity, and energy always comes back.

Recent Media Consumed

Recent reads and watches, and a few thoughts on each.

Grilled Salmon

In my opinion, this is PERFECT grilled salmon, but there's way too many recipes out there calling themselves Perfect This and Perfect That. STILL. Sergey makes it this way every time, and every time it comes out just so...

Karaoke Is Magic

There’s a special kind of magic to a good public karaoke session.

Rare Ould Times

One day, eleventh grade English popped out an interesting extra credit assignment: bring in a song to play and analyze the lyrics in front of the class.

Hot Lemonade

This has been my family's cure-all beverage of choice for fevers, colds, and even--you guessed it--The Big Bad. It's no cure, but it packs a Vitamin C punch and coats your throat with heat and honey. Good stuff.

Lemon Tree

I am a lemon tree. I am not a potato tree or a cucumber tree. I am not even a mango tree or a cherry tree. I am simply a lemon tree.

Tumblr Confession #1: Squigglydigg

I didn't speak when it was timely, but Squigglydigg had the right to say what she said, and I find her statements well reasoned and more in line with the truth than the accusations leveled against her.

The Flow

There’s something to be said for mindfulness, I’m sure. Of course, I say I am sure, but I am about as sure as an arachnophobe averting their eyes from someone’s prized pet tarantula and saying, “I’m sure it’s a lovely, friendly pet. You must really enjoy its company.”

Dream of True Reconciliation

I dreamed, woke up, and wrote this down. It seemed worth remembering.