RHS Symptom: Definition Admission

While working on a chapter of my infant of a book the other day, I was writing about how tragically easy it is to define someone by their worst mistake.   I thought about this after Ted Kennedy died.   Hours after he passed, I listened while smug mugs threw around the ‘Chappaquiddick Incident’ like […]

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RHS Symptom: Sweethearts Sugar Stomach

CONFESSION: I’m a sucker for those candy hearts with cute little phrases printed on them that come around every February. They’re called Sweethearts. I must have at least one box during Cupid’s reign or my year is not complete. If I don’t have a corn syrup bellyache and a Red Dye #40 headache, I just […]

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RHS Symptom: Fear of Measuring Tape

I’m a thirty-(insert hand over the mouth muffled sound here) woman. I am half owner of the cutest house on my block, have always held responsible, respectable jobs since I was sixteen years old, have two adorable pets who I take care of quite nicely (don’t look at my plants), have a leadership position in […]

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RHS Symptom: Job Insecurity

I have a love/hate relationship with meeting new people. I LOVE to meet new people because I genuinely love relationships. The idea of meeting someone, hearing their story, contributing to their life and allowing them to do the same into mine is absolutely fascinating to me. On the flip side, I HATE to meet new […]

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Help, I have RHS!

I have this annoying habit of bouncing my legs up and down when I’m sitting. Most times, I don’t even realize that I’m doing it until the person sitting next to me pops a Dramamine and politely Chuck Norris’ one of my legs to keep it steady. Most days, that’s exactly how my heart feels. […]

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Toilets and Tyra

I have recurring dreams about public toilets. It usually entails the fact that I really, really, really have to use one and am trying to find one in a frantic panic. I finally find a porcelain throne and feel a sigh of relief until I notice that there are no doors containing the toilet or […]

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My West Side Story is Better Than Yours

It seems that I’m still suffering from my West Coast hangover. Laurel and I recently flew to San Francisco and then on to Las Vegas and I must say that the only thing better than the vacation itself was hanging with my amazing friends and traveling with Laurel who has to be THE best person […]

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Eggplant the Liar – Improv-a-Blog

I have to be honest, I have issue with the eggplant. Eggplant is such a misleading name. There are no eggs that come from that plant. It’s not the same shape or color as an egg. Oh sure, it was once thought to look like an ostrich egg or something ridiculous like that, but the […]

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Stevie Wonder and The Charms – Improv-a-Blog

I’m very superstitious. I believe in luck, good favor, karma and juju. I would totally have one of those key chains with a rabbit’s foot dangling about if it weren’t for the part about it being a chopped off foot of a rabbit. Instead, I just eat a bowl of Lucky Charms cereal once a […]

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Arm Wrestling Bags of Sand – Improv-a-Blog

There are so many ways to greet people these days that to find the perfect meet & greet can be a bit exhausting. Let’s see…we’ve got: full frontal hugs, side-hugs, allusive head nods, waves, THE wave, high fives, knuckle bumps (read: terrorist hand gestures), knuckle bumps that explode (read: FBI are on their way to […]

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