I don't talk much about it here, but when I was quite small, I lived in Israel for almost two years. It was there that my pale Russian skin receiv...
My sophomore year of college, I had a revelation: that I had the power to feed myself. And I'm not talking about grabbing burritos from the local ...
The things we think we need aren't always the ones we really want. Did you ever hear the story of a young couple in love, each of whom was trying ...
"I owe you a phone call” is what my friends and I say to each other whenever we find ourselves exchanging a flurry of emails and text messages w...
Matt and I had a raised voices sort of argument about this sandwich, of all things, last weekend. The kind where you wonder, fifteen minutes after...
I'm writing this post from Matt's parents' house in Ohio, where we're currently celebrating his dad's 70th birthday. It's one of the few times I'm f...
First thing's first: thank you, from the bottom of my heart for your sweet words on this post. All of your comments meant so much to us! Now, onto...