Book Review: I Am Malala
Like most teenagers, the most I had to worry about was going to school and getting good grades. That was my job and I did it well and proudly because I loved school. I loved…
View PostLike most teenagers, the most I had to worry about was going to school and getting good grades. That was my job and I did it well and proudly because I loved school. I loved…
View PostIf I ever let you peek inside my refrigerator, you’d see several bread sleeves piling up on the bottom shelf. It never feels right throwing them away because it is food and I know others…
View PostWhy is it that when you have off, you don’t get nearly as much done as you want? Or is that just me? That was my situation yesterday. I had off because I worked the…
View PostI tried to write something special for today, but I got stuck and remembered that I had written something that sums up my emotions for my beau on September 16, 2013. Here is the gushiest…
View PostSomewhere in between the freezer aisles and the deli section, I decided that I needed meatless meatballs in my life. At that point, I had never seen them or even knew if it was possible,…
View PostI have only been to New York City a handful of times. Seven times to be exact. I went twice with a girlfriend from high school, twice for a magazine I used to write for,…
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