Chilly Dog

My sleepwalking stories these days have been few and far between. I still sleeptalk several times per week, but I don’t seem to be getting up and doing bizarre things as much. Last week, I did exclaim in my sleep, “I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP”, which I directly attribute to going on…

Life Lessons From My Therapy Dog: The Alzheimer’s Unit

We brought Henri home when she was just 7-weeks old. Her big hazel eyes and forever-wagging tail stopped strangers on the street everywhere we went. Very quickly, I realized I had a pretty special little ball of fluff who could instantly brighten somebody’s day. You know those little deals you try to make with God, usually in moments of complete desperation? God, if…

On Technology and Missed Experiences

It’s interesting, the way technology and a “must share all the things” mentality has turned us into a perfectly lazy, yet oddly motivated society. It’s the age of DIY thanks to Pinterest and Buzzfeed and hundreds of other websites that make me feel just motivated enough to seriously consider doing a home project. After all, everyone knows…

A New and Improved Imaginary Me

Most kids go through an imaginary friend stage. Some adults go through it too, but I think we refer to that as Schizophrenia. When we were kids, my sister had a set of imaginary friends who would only come out to play when the toilet was being flushed. Bizarre, yes, but it seemed harmless enough.…

That Time I Was (Almost) Craigslist Scammed

Friends, I was almost that person you hear about on the news and think, “how could someone be so stupid to get caught up in a Craigslist scam??” Hi, nice to meet you. I was (and maybe still am a little bit?) a victim of a Craigslist scam. It started so innocent. I was just…

Unusual Punishment

One of the things that scares me most about having children is the discipline you have to instill in them if you want them to be healthy, tolerable, functioning humans. I don’t mean discipline as in “will I spank my child or not?”, because if I have a kid anything like I was, the answer will be…

Worst First Date: The Triple Nipple

This morning on my drive to work, the radio station I was halfway listening to announced that they were sharing worst first date stories. I chuckled to myself as I painfully recalled my own worst first date story– it is a hard one to forget. The radio host requested stories from listeners and feeling impulsive on a…