What is a Slut, Exactly?

Sometimes, I find myself thinking crazy thoughts, like: “Maybe I’m overreacting. Maybe there’s not as much gender discrimination as I think there is.” I’ll think: “Do I need to be as vigilant about feminism as I am?” I question it, you know. I don’t want to be this vigilant. I don’t want to be a…

Other People’s Finances Make Me Anxious

It’s none of my business, it’s really none of my business… But whenever I get wind of other people’s financial problems, I get anxious. Say someone without retirement savings goes on an all-inclusive Cuban vacation: I’ll hear about it, my chest tightens, my heart speeds up, and I need to literally bite my lip until…

Luck Favors the Prepared

You know how I feel about luck. I believe in it; I see it. Of course, I believe in hard work too… But I really believe in luck. I worked somewhere where a quote was pinned to the wall: “Luck Favors the Prepared.” It was attributed to Eisenhower, but it’s actually a variation on a Louis…

Flipping Like a Gymnast

The other day, Z caught me watching videos of Simone Biles. What an incredible athlete! We talked a little about what it would be like to do that, to move like that – those high, compact flips. What would it feel like? What does she see? Then I wondered if we were too tall. For a…

Pinterest Fails and Having Honest Friends

Not too long ago, a friend was kvetching about a woman she knew. This woman had low standards: she’d volunteer to do something, like bake cupcakes for a bake sale or do decorations for some party, and would do a terrible job. My friend, who has a serious perfectionistic streak (as do most of my…

Oh Come All Ye of Little Faith

I complained to my dad about something the other week, and he snapped at me: “to whom much is given, much is expected.” He was telling me, basically, to shove it. He reminded me, in so few words, that I can spend my life complaining that I haven’t been given more, or I can actually…

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