I read because I must. It's like breathing to me. And I love talking about books. But I'm also an Arsenal fan, a wine drinker, a music lover and weirdly obsessed with pop culture. I mostly blog about books, but sometimes about things I'm thinking or doing. When I'm not on the blog, I'm scoping deals for a professional services company, hanging out with friends, or seeing some live theater.

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Thinking Category

I’ve worked very hard this election season to stay relatively apolitical- sharing things with only a few people in private messages, rather than posting on my own feed. But the comments revealed over the last few days scare me, and I feel compelled to say this: It TERRIFIES me that people in leadership in this […]

Posted on 27 Jun 2012 In: Thinking

Confessions of a Sorority Girl

I was a sorority girl.  I loved my four years of mixers and parties, of always having someone to sit with in the dining hall or class. I made friends I have to this day. I wore the sort-of preppy clothes and worried about our image (were we being discreet, classy, etc).  I can still […]

Posted on 26 May 2012 In: Thinking

Cheers to You, Uncle Mac

My Uncle Mac died this morning. He’d gone into the hospital for a relatively minor procedure, but they wanted to keep him overnight for observation. About two o’clock this morning, he had a massive heart attack. He was my mom’s last surviving brother, and of the ten children in my mom’s family, only three are […]

Posted on 10 May 2012 In: Thinking

This Dating Life

Stop. Just stop. That was my reaction this morning when I put Pandora on to provide some background music while I was working.  I was inundated with ads about finding single men in my area. Facebook does the same thing. It’s exhausting. Because I would like to be in a relationship, find the man of […]

Posted on 30 Mar 2012 In: Thinking

The Bitchy Traveler

That’s me. I’m a bitchy traveler. I admit it. I’m bitchy because I’ve traveled enough over the years that I have learned what I call airport and airplane etiquette and it irks me when people who should know and practice it, don’t. I’m not talking about the frazzled parents trying to get through security with […]