Travel Diary of a Privileged White Woman

Okay, time to get real. I was not happy at all with yesterday’s blog post. It felt good to blog again, and I felt eager to get some words down about our Arizona experience thus far, but afterward (and ever since), I couldn’t shake this needling feeling that it just wasn’t truthful. It wasn’t authentic. It wasn’t…

My Potato Mountain

As a rule, I’m not up-to-date on the latest news. I find it increases my general feelings of paranoia and fear, which make it (more) difficult (than it already is) to love my husband and kids well and maintain a thriving business. It’s harder than you’d think these days to maintain a blissful state of…

Life Lessons From the Road

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]As a rule, I’m not up-to-date on the latest news. I find it increases my general feelings of paranoia and fear, which make it (more) difficult (than it already is) to love my husband and kids well and maintain a semi-thriving business. It’s harder than you’d think these days to maintain a blissful…

Have Kids, Will Travel

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]When I was 15, I spent a lot of time at my best friend, Caitlin’s, house. That year, we were inseparable. We were two peas in a pod, yin and yang, Kenan and Kel. Looking back, it’s entirely possible she just tolerated me, an awkward misfit only child with limited social skills and…

Soap and Opera

When I was 15, I spent a lot of time at my best friend, Caitlin’s, house. That year, we were inseparable. We were two peas in a pod, yin and yang, Kenan and Kel. Looking back, it’s entirely possible she just tolerated me, an awkward misfit only child with limited social skills and a controlling…