{photo by Sara Moe} I was twenty years old and sleeping about a mile uptown when the first plane hit the World Trade Center. Life changed in an instant. When Osama Bin Laden was killed, I found this letter I’d written to my Rabbi after a day of horror. Hi Rabbi Brown: It’s good to hear that the Temple will… Read more →
Author: Morgan
Farm Boy: Where Everything Is As I Wish
Sometimes, it’s the most random places that we come to love. In the parking lot of our local Trader Joe’s, is a little Mom and Pop produce shop that makes fresh sushi and serves fro-yo, and generally improves the quality of life in our neighborhood. And also, the people who own it are obviously geniuses because Trader Joe’s produce department… Read more →
Level One: Complete
So I was too sweaty and anxious trying to get this tiny little queen of procrastinating dressed and in the car to get an actual picture of her heading off to school (she needed to shut every door in the house and arrange her favorite toys on the couch to wait for her to return before we could go) but… Read more →
Being Depressed While Pregnant Sucks; Getting Your Own Babble Voices Column Doesn’t
Long weekends are weird, right? It feels like Monday, but it’s Tuesday, which is disorienting, but closer to Friday, so I think we’re all probably good with that. Anyway. When I was pregnant with Delilah I suffered from Antepartum Depression. That was fun, and then when she was born I got hit with Postpartum Anxiety, sort of like a one-two… Read more →
Lashes Are A Girl’s Best Friend
I’ve never been able to keep up a legitimate beauty routine. Inevitably I will decide that sleep/writing/time-with-my-kid is more important and I will toss my grooming plans in to the wind. Which is why the more overall maintenance I can do to make my DAILY maintenance as close to zero as possible, the better. And as much as I would… Read more →
Freak You In Your Snooter, Body Image.
{I’m trying to clean up the sailor-mouth, okay?} {Play the song. It’s good for a laugh, and if you were a teenager in the 90s you might remember it.} I just stretched my arms as far as I could above my head and let out a loud sigh. No, more like an AHHHHHHHHHH. Because exasperated is the word to describe… Read more →
I Love The Future
I haven’t really done much of a BlogHer Conference recap this year, because there was just so much to take in from all directions, I don’t even really know where to start. I mean, the freaking POTUS spoke, and also Martha Stewart, and there were just SO FREAKING MANY PEOPLE THERE. Over 5000 women. That’s INSANE, right? You’d think the… Read more →
Purging: A Love Story.
My borderline unhealthy obsession with purging is no secret. Purgeday Thursday has covered everything from physical clutter to digital clutter to mental clutter to metabolic clutter, and I’ve learned a lot about you guys and how you like to get rid of (or not) your stuff (mental, physical, digital, and otherwise) in the process. And I’ve picked up a trick… Read more →
The Happiest Shade Of Red I Ever Did See
It’s OPI’s A Roll in the Hague and it’s been brightening my day since I put it on this morning. Like, woah. (Or maybe it’s orange. Either way.) Read more →
Another Week in Instagrams
I can’t help it. I love iPhonetography! {Wanna follow me on Instagram?} Read more →