Cheaper Than Therapy

I pulled up to the Starbucks drive-thru this afternoon. When my husband spent roughly an hour this morning digging my car out from under many, many centimeters of snow {that’s a thing, by the way, that happens when you move to Canada. You begin measuring snow in centimeters instead of inches and it seems to be the only kind of…
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It took until Day 3 of Ali Goes Back To Work Full Time for us to have our first meltdown. Now, I’m not at liberty to disclose who had the meltdown, and not just because it may have been me, {Narrator: It wasn’t} but since my prediction was that this would happen on Day 2, maybe this can be considered…
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In 1997, during my gap year in Israel before it was called a gap year, I planted a tree in Israel. We will circle back to this, I promise.   When I decided to start seriously looking for a job a few months ago, I really hoped for two things — I wanted to avoid a giant commute and I…
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Recently, Isabella came home distraught. Her friend, it seemed, as eighth grade friends often do, exclaimed “OMG I’m so upset I’m going to die!” My sweet and sensitive soul of girl, though, still knee-deep in wading the waters of missing her cousin terribly, of feeling an India-shaped hole in her heart, takes exception to the phrase “I’m going to die”…
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