01/ 01/ 2019
It was a quiet New Year’s Eve. I spent the evening baking chocolate chip cookies and watching Taylor Swift’s Reputation tour on Netflix, and it was a delightful way to end the year.
A lot happened in 2018. I finished my first full year at my job, and learned so much professionally. I celebrated one full year of being cancer free. I went on a lot of dates, and a few good ones. I got better at setting boundaries and completed almost every one of my 2018 New Year’s Resolutions (though I could always choose healthier foods and only made caramel once from scratch).
Read more »11/ 18/ 2018
It’s a normal process. To go on in life thinking you’re a certain type of person. There are particular things (activities, hobbies, friendships even) that you prioritize and are important to you, and there are opinions or needs you wouldn’t dream of compromising on.
Then, one day, you wake up. The things you prioritized don’t matter as much to you and you start seeing yourself differently.
Lately, I feel a bit like my dear Alice, lost in Wonderland, living like I am constantly changing, evolving and not the same person that I was at breakfast.
08/ 16/ 2018
Each year when my birthday comes around, I take a moment to reflect and re-vision. I used to find this practice exciting, something I looked forward to doing. After 30, it feels differently. It’s a little less energizing and more intimidating.
07/ 08/ 2018
As you may recall, before 2015, I hadn’t been on a date for almost 10 years. I’ve been back in the dating pool now for about three and a half years, and, Carrie Bradshaw was right about one thing: it’s tough out there.
In New York, it’s very difficult to meet new people. I actually don’t know a single single-friend in New York that doesn’t date online. The days where folks meet in the park or at the grocery store are few and far between, because that requires time and taking a moment to say hello. Flirting must be done efficiently, after all, and having to craft witty one-liners in person takes more energy then sending a quick hello message from the comfort of your home in your PJs with a glass of chardonnay.
Since getting back in the dating game, I’ve only met one guy in real time. Ping pong was involved and served as an excellent icebreaker. The other guys were introduced to me via an online dating profile wherein we both swiped right and/or hit it off through a series of surface level messages about football, traveling and/or food.
