You guys. In the words of the great sage The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, my life’s been flipped turned upside down. Eventually I’m bound to blog about something other than making the transition from work-at-home-freelancer to work-in-an-office-staffer, but for the moment it’s kind of all consuming. For starters, everything that would have been on the top of my to-do… Read more →
Author: Morgan
Social Good: The Opposite of Internet Trolling #Blogust
[Megan Thompson, Health Aide; Senator Dianne Feinstein, me, and fellow Shot@Life Champion Shannon Des Roches Rosa discussing malaria eradication in the Rayburn Office Bldg. Washington, D.C.] I think for a lot of independent bloggers, we start out with a small idea we’re not sure anyone else will care about and through the generous nature of humanity we find ourselves connected to… Read more →
And then, before I knew it, I was on a different highway entirely.
My career has been a long strange trip so far, and it continues to be, in just the best kind of way. Yesterday I became a Parenting Editor at BuzzFeed. And Dee started Kindergarten (ish). So more to come. Lots to say, like always. But for now, I really just wanted to say hi, I’m in New York for a… Read more →
Pain Management
When I was first diagnosed with Fibromyalgia, I was 23 years old. I have vivid memories of my first treatment with an acupuncturist — a middle aged man who quietly explained as he worked that he believed fibromyalgia often formed in people who didn’t speak about how they felt. At the time, I was baffled. I talked all the time. I was practically an open… Read more →
To Lie Or Not To Lie About Botox
Nearly a year ago, a local plastic surgeon offered me essentially any medi-spa service I could dream of gratis, simply in exchange for writing about the experience. A pretty good deal, no doubt, but a seriously intimidating one for a woman who had never considered fillers as anything but a punchline. I came home to my husband and gently broached… Read more →
Silly Toy Company, Pills Are Not For Kids.
I take four medications each day. My husband also takes a couple. My four year old daughter, Delilah, has on more than one occasion expressed an interest in having her own “vitamins” like ours. I probably don’t need to tell you our medicine is stored high and out of reach. More than once, I’ve explained to her that while the “vitamins”… Read more →
The Art of Preservation with Heirloom Lab
I have a secret. A dirty, awful, shameful secret that makes me cringe whenever I remember that super adult thing that after seven years I still have not taken the time to do. This coming September will mark Scott’s and my seventh wedding anniversary. It will also be the 2,556th anniversary of how many days it has been (and counting)… Read more →
No Baby, YOU’RE a Firework.
Last year, my sister-in-law moved to a small resort town in the mountains outside of Los Angeles. There’s a lake and all the goodness that comes with it. For our second Independence Day in a row, we’ve made the trek to the San Bernadino Mountains — just like I used to to with my parents as a kid — and… Read more →
Happy Fourth of July
From our family to yours, happy fourth! Have fun, be safe, keep all limbs intact. Read more →
I can’t stop thinking about dumpsters.
Look, you know this thing with us building a container house is getting kind of hot and heavy when I’m obsessively looking at pictures of people’s dumpster pools. At the moment, I’m romancing the idea of buying a disgusting fixer and then awesomeizing it with some sweet custom shipping containers and creating us a little slice of hillside DIY heaven rather than… Read more →