Childhood

Make Room for Baby

I was 4 years, 4 months, and 20 days old the day I met my brother for the first time.

Aug 20 •

This Is Going to Hurt Me More Than It Hurts You

Listen now | When a 1960s dinner party goes awry.

Jun 14 •

9:19

Hi There, Cupcake!

The floating birthday party circuit of my childhood.

Feb 26 •

Finders Keepers

When having an eagle eye comes in handy.

Jan 29 •

I Am A Minimalist

AKA Please don’t get me anything. I don’t like stuff.

Dec 24, 2024 •

I Was A Baby Feminist

“What are you? Some kind of women's libber?” The venom in his voice was corrosive.

Dec 18, 2024 •

Don’t Paint the Kitchen Green

Nov 20, 2024 •

Do It My Way, or Don’t Do It at All

What happens when things don’t according to MY plan…

Oct 30, 2024 •

I Shook His Hand

Two teenaged girls go to the Met in 1974. What could possibly go wrong?

Oct 23, 2024 •

Sorry, Not Sorry.

Now I know that's not enough...

Oct 12, 2024 •

If You’re Afraid of Butter, Use Cream

The day I waited on Julia Child. Yes, that Julia Child.

Oct 9, 2024 •

The Opposite of Fear is Love

When a deep anxiety from childhood is transformed in adulthood

Oct 2, 2024 •

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