Go ahead and love something an embarrassing amount: the advice that isn't really about the advice

On Thursdays at 2:00 PM, it’s rare that I’m not staring at my phone, my podcast app open, waiting. Perchance even refreshing now and then. Thursday at 2:00 PM is when the latest episode of Mom And Dad Are Fighting drops, and as soon as I get to leave work for the day, my earbuds are in and the anticipation I feel is delicious. A whole hour - or close enough to it - of Mom and Dad awaits me, and for right now, all could not be more well. If I were to Marie Kondo (or is the verb KonMari? I forget, I’m at that much of a saturation point with this obsession) my phone and its contents, I would be unable to deny that Mom and Dad Are Fighting sparks a joy that I feel in my entire body.

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10/23 Daily What: No More Yelling

My mom was a yeller, and I know she hated it. I remember one day when I was in second grade: she came to school in the middle of the day to tell me she was sorry for yelling at me that morning. I don’t remember the yelling, but the midday school visit has stayed with me ever since. We were doing some independent activity, so there was a fair amount of noise and activity in the room. My teacher quietly came over and told me my mom was out in the hall and wanted to talk to me - now that I’m thinking about it, I wonder how long she had been there waiting for the right moment to take me aside without drawing attention to me.

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