Dear Pandiary, By now it must be evident to you that I’m terrible at keeping a journal. If the utterly illegible (even to me) handwriting didn’t give it away then surely the blank pages between entries which are left for me to “go back and fill in later when I have time” will confirm that … Continue reading Dear Pandiary
A Wedding Gift for My Baby Sister
My baby sister is getting married this September. This is not just a term of endearment; compared to me she’s actually a baby. I’m a Gen X-er, she’s a Millennial and in between us are two more sisters and a brother, all of whom are married with kids. And now, at long last, she’s found a … Continue reading A Wedding Gift for My Baby Sister
I Went to Home Goods and Learned that Retail Therapy is Not About Buying Things
Last February, when we still took things like air travel and shopping for granted, I wrote a blog post about how validating it was for me, a lifelong germaphobe who refused to touch subway poles, taxi door handles and elevator buttons, to watch the whole world start to adopt hygiene habits that I’d practiced for years. … Continue reading I Went to Home Goods and Learned that Retail Therapy is Not About Buying Things
Thanks, Coronavirus, for Turning Everyone into a Germaphobe Like Me
Have you ever stumbled upon an unknown indie band and fallen in love with their music, followed them for years until one day they get discovered and start getting airplay on major radio stations? And suddenly everyone goes nuts over this “new” band and you’re all like “Puh-leez, I’m a REAL fan, I found them … Continue reading Thanks, Coronavirus, for Turning Everyone into a Germaphobe Like Me
Having Knee Surgery Didn’t Scare Me; Here’s Why
Yesterday I had surgery to repair a torn meniscus, which is a cartilage in the back of the knee. The photo above is me back in my hospital room after the successful procedure, doped up on enough morphine to kill a small horse. I have a very high pain threshold which is both a blessing … Continue reading Having Knee Surgery Didn’t Scare Me; Here’s Why