I’m reading Anna Karenina right now. Ok, ok, I’m listeningggg to Anna Karenina right now. I have to point that out because PJ says listening to a book is not the same as reading it. I say, screw you, nerd, at least I’m consuminggg literature. I can’t read with my eyeballs because I’ll go from…

The other day I was talking about what brought me & PJ together and I casually said that he saved my life and then gave me my life. It’s been going through my mind ever since because it perfectly sums up our life together. He’s given me unconditional love, unwavering support, and most importantly, my…

My dad graduated from Power Memorial High School in Manhattan in 1963. One thing I’ve mentioned a lot through the years is how he was on the same basketball team as Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, who still called himself Lew Alcindor back then. Some of you may be thinking, “Ok, we get it… you’ve bragged about this…

As I’m about to send my first-born off to college, the weight of what it is to be a parent has been hitting hard. I believe in God. I believe He serves us lessons. Not always obvious ones, but if you look closely, they’re there. Like right now, there’s a bird’s nest in the wreath…

Easter is a holiday that was a lot more fun when I was a kid. Like in kindergarten when we made hats by stapling paper flowers to the top of a styrofoam plate and securing it with a big satin ribbon tied under our chins. We’d have a parade around the school to show off…

Right before we got married, PJ and I lived in an apartment on Elm Street in Huntington, NY. It was far from a nightmare (ba dum bah 🥁). I loved Huntington. If Long Island taxes weren’t so ridic and we could afford to stay there, it’s where I wanted to live. Alas, all we could…