In the year 1937, President Franklin Delano Roosevelt was sworn in for the second time, the Golden Gate Bridge opened and Amelia Earhart made her first attempt to fly around the world. Oh, yeah—and my grandpa was born!
Almost one year ago, just moments after the final echoes of applause finished resonating through crowd at Columbus’s Nationwide Arena, I embraced the magical aftershock I experienced following the Coldplay concert I had just witnessed and took a (somewhat) solemn vow to never attend another concert as long as I live. Nothing, I concluded, could […]
Memorial Day weekend has traditionally been such a tease: The long hours frolicking around Atwood Lake followed by late nights with perfectly-toasted marshmallows result in the first shades of sun-tanned skin– disguised as sunburn and mosquito bites, of course– and hold the promise of a seemingly infinite number of carefree summer adventures yet to come. This year, […]
As I thought about writing an obligatory “My Mom Is The Best” blog post to share for Mother’s Day, I was plagued by an intense writer’s block triggered by flashbacks of The Excessive Social Media Posts of Mother’s Days Past. I couldn’t figure out a way to adequately word a clever anecdote that would make my […]
Valentine’s Day is just one big, pink, glittery hullabaloo. Now, don’t get me wrong– I enjoy a good glittery hullabaloo, particularly when it involves copious amounts of chocolate and gigantic teddy bears. Truthfully, there really is nothing wrong with devoting an entire holiday to love. After spending so much of the last year focusing on the […]
There are few experiences more satisfying than pulling on a pair of shorts, breathing in perfectly chlorinated air and basking in the glory of an 80-degree natatorium while the rest of the world faces the 10-degree January afternoon with thoughts of windchill and frostbite. I’ve spent more blustery winter days at the pool than I can […]
Thirteen Christmases ago while on my seventh annual pilgrimage to see old St. Nick, I went down in history as the worst sibling in, well, the history of siblings. I put my adorably innocent three-year-old brother on the Naughty List. Trust me, I’m aware of how horrible of a person that makes me. I know […]