In 2004, just before I turned 21, I met a gal who was the opposite of me in every last way and we became fast friends. She was the bitch to my bleeding heart. The direct route to my beating around the bush. …

I did it, guys. I busted out of the prison of my own self-importance. Currently, I’m in the woods and I can still see the flashlights. It’s looking for me, my self-importance. It knows I’m gone and I can see it over there, but there’s no turning back now. …

It’s never going to be simple. Not with your kids, certainly not with mine and especially not with this one. You see, my son came into this world with an opinion. He had things to say on Day One, and no words to explain it. …

Here’s what happens: You have this baby and slide right into full attachment for eight, twelve, sixteen weeks. This time is a blessing; fully dedicated to keeping the baby and yourself alive, which is harder than it sounds. Eventually, you return to work and it feels good. You are pleased…

The idea seemed ludicrous for a person working in labor communications: stop paying attention to the news? How would I know all the current events necessary to stay up with our content? Stay abreast of the politics in order to properly do my job? …

Ah, the Holidays. Let me just preface any complaining that goes down here by making it crystal clear that the Holidays are my literal favorite. I have nothing but fond memories from every season of my life — even the ones that might have looked hard from the outside. The…

This is the second in a two-part series. Click here to read Part One. One emotional advantage I do have in the realm of politics is the slightest indifference to heated issues like abortion and gun rights. …

This is the first in a two-part series. Click here for Part Two. I started writing things down about the position of politics in my life for a personal blog I started this year — still wary if it should be touched on at all in that space. Politics is…