I write about my stressed, workaholic, self-effacing, overcommitted, coffee-fueled life. In 2020, my story in Narratively was one of the top three most read stories in 2020 and editor’s pick. I received a 2012 National Society of Newspaper Columnists award for www.schmeightschmatchers.com, a 2011 Memoir award from Writers Artists Collaborative, and three awards from Humorpress.com’s “America’s Funniest Humor”™ Showcase. My essay “Senseless in Seattle” appears in How to Fit a Car Seat on a Camel and Other Misadventures Traveling With Kids, edited by Sarah Franklin in 2008.
LoveNotes! Shifty Dan
I cannot imagine what will happen, but I am prepared for the worst, and by that I mean I shave my armpits…
My basement was full of stuff. After 24 years of accumulating, I finally started decluttering, and it was so satisfying.
A sign on my home office door says, "Creative People Don't Have a Mess; They Have Ideas Lying Around Everywhere"....
Zigzagging to a Successful Third Act
Had I not been kicked to the curb at 56, I might not be living my best life now in my third act — eight years later.
Wait Long Enough and Almost Anything (Bananas, Pelotons) Shows Up on Facebook’s Buy Nothing Groups
Everyone needs both more and less stuff
How the Zoom Minyan Brought Me Closer to Judaism
The pandemic Zoom brought me to a daily minyan, and the minyan brought me deeper into Judaism.
Connections
My dad’s recliner sits smack in the middle of my sister’s house.… it’s this ugly, murky blue color, the kind of blue that goes with absolutely nothing . . .
I Quit My Job at 50 to Reinvent Myself. Pro Tip: Don’t Do This.
My fantasy was to escape from the corporate grind. After a taste of freedom and months of hare-brained schemes, I begged to be captured again.
Schmeightschmatchers
Nothing is Off Limits
Award-winning humor blog about the Weight Watchers journey
Tonsillectomy 1966
My parents said they’d move the TV from the living room up to our room, which actually made me more nervous. If this tonsil operation was such a small deal, why was there such a huge payoff?
Driven to Madness
I’m jealous of the hussy who speaks to my husband from his dashboard. . . .
Man With a Beat in the Driver’s Seat
The most irritating thing about the man in my driver’s seat is not that he won’t ask for directions. It’s that he won’t ask for the toilet.