Dear New York,

You seem to have forgotten spring. Your temperature has jumped from 52 to 88 and has put color in my cheeks. The outdoors even smell like summer, but the backdrop of brown trees looks odd behind skateboarding teens in sleeveless ts. Thank you for your consideration. I will try not to complain when it is…

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Linus and Leeks

Laura Joost: How are you and Linus doing? Me: We’re quite well! Chris teases me about my “little belly” growing, but he really thinks I’m cute. Side effects of pregnancy are quite random. Ex: I have never dropped so many things in my life. Nor spilled so many liquids (mostly from missing when pouring. I’ve…

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Something urgent has come up with regards to NYS funding to assist youth who are homeless (and thus at huge risk of trafficking). New York Governor Cuomo threatens to cut 100% of NYS funding to organizations helping homeless children and youth, as well as organizations working with Domestic Child Trafficking victims. Please check out this…

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Family Vacation

The Denver Post published this picture the week we were in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. As we rode up and up the lift, the balloon appeared to go down and down on the horizon. The mountain is huge, the ski routes many, and the powder ideally powdery. Snowboarding with my siblings, cousin, and boyfriend-in-law was great…

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Back to the Big Apple

Well, I came back to a 65-degree-New York (I could literally watch the snow melt) and mouse poop. Yes, almost every drawer in my kitchen was decorated with unbecoming polka dots. I sneared at them then vacuumed them up, washed every dish and utensil (twice), and double-cleaned the drawers and cabinets with antibacterial spray. THEN…

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Bed & Breakfast

BED: BREAKFAST: AND THE PARLOR: of Park Avenue Manor, my and Chris’ uncle’s spectacular Bed & Breakfast Inn in Savannah, Georgia. If you are ever vacationing in Savannah (which I highly recommend), stay with Glenn and Maurice. When we weren’t lounging in the parlor or eating at awesome restaurants with Glenn and Mo, Chris and…

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Snow on the Beach

Hours from now, the now unadulterated slope will look dimpled and drudged. People like to feel fresh snow crunch beneath their boots. So old footprints are treated like landmines to avoid. I take one long savoring stare until I sense someone behind me. I want to be first. Quick, I beat him. Crunch crunch. In some places the snow is deeper than my boots…

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