Today is my birthday. As many of my friends will tell you, I am ridiculously hard on myself. So I greet my birthdays with a rather punitive evaluation of where I’ve been, where I want to be, and all the … Continue reading →
I know, you’re confused. But Heidi you say, why does a nice Jewish girl from the suburbs think she can talk about the Kringle Extraordinaire? Point taken. But I figure if I simply apply my enthusiasm for chocolate and lingerie, … Continue reading →
At age twelve I had the extraordinary privilege of going to Japan with my parents. In Tokyo, wall-to-wall bodies filled the city. Huge billboards and traffic abounded. It felt familiar somehow, a combination of battling the crowds to get a … Continue reading →
a.k.a. A writer procrastinates Up until a few weeks ago I didn’t know a widget from a gadget, a tweet was a disturbing noise likely made by a mouse trapped beneath my oven, and AJAX* was a popular cleanser in … Continue reading →
Virgo Disclaimer: It's not my fault I was born a Virgo. My parents had sex in December, what was I to do about it? I'm a psychotic perfectionist so sue me. Or actually, don't. The point I'm trying to make here is in the likely event that there are missspellings, and grammatical errors, forgive me and keep reading anyway. If I let my Virgo nature get the better of me and obsess over these things, I may never leave the house. And people are expecting me for lunch.