There's nothing more weekend-y to me than a homemade pizza. We make a fair amount of it in our house. We pour ourselves a glass or two of wine, th...
When I first moved to San Francisco in 2005, I hadn’t made up my mind about it. I wasn’t coming home, specifically, nor was I moving to a city...
Minimalism. It seems to be the theme for 2012. I've been reading all sorts of blog posts and articles about people cleaning out their inboxes, uns...
I get obsessive about finding stuff. Can you relate?The other day, I realized that I have either lost or misplaced a favorite pair of earrings...
I was a sociology major in college and my fascination with the discipline has stayed with me. One of the things I love about sociology is that it ...
Some of the most profound moments in our lives are, in fact, defined by silence. Sometimes there is silence because time is needed. Sometimes ther...
Have you ever kept something a really big secret? Something you've never shared with anyone? I was amazed at how long Matt kept his proposal plans...
Time. There never seems to be enough of it. Sometimes I wonder, what would I do if I had more time? Would I read more? Exercise more? Cook more? S...
Every year, I look forward to summer with the sort of anticipation that can only be described as childish. I am eager for the longer days and the ...
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