A Zoom Thanksgiving drinking game
Are you staying in your own pandemic pod for Thanksgiving? Do you have wine or other alcoholic beverages? Great. You’re ready for a Zoom Thanksgiving with the rest of your family.
Read MoreAre you staying in your own pandemic pod for Thanksgiving? Do you have wine or other alcoholic beverages? Great. You’re ready for a Zoom Thanksgiving with the rest of your family.
Read MoreI haven’t felt much like writing this year. This blog, my book draft, other attempts at deep thoughts on digital paper — all of them seem to require the same amount of energy as carrying a full laundry bag down ten blocks. But I still feel compelled to recognize my Alive Day. It’s my annual reminder to stop and think about how happy I am to be here.
Read MoreI still can’t seem to get the right words together for how I feel about This New Normal. Like other strange and scary times I’ve been through, I probably won’t make sense of any of my feelings until months or even years from now. In this moment, I will try to just be grateful for all the blessings I have — I’m healthy, my whole family is healthy, I’m employed, I live with a loving partner — and try not to overthink the fact that my brain feels like the static fuzz of an old TV. And let’s not dive too deep into my psyche anyway, because I cracked open this blog today to tell you about Johnnie Frierson.
Read MoreWhen I talk about the time I got hit by a Chevy Suburban, people sometimes want to know what it was like to have a near-death experience. And I have to confess: I don’t remember. So was it even “near-death?” I’ll never know.
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