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    The January List

    January 29, 2020January 29, 2020

    Question for the group: What are your feelings about January 2020? I’ve talked to a bunch of people about this and it seems like January set a certain kind of tone. A strong tone. Like,

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    The Slant

    On actively choosing my life

    July 17, 2019

    Summers in Pennsylvania were the highlight of my year as a kid. Every summer, my mom and I would drive down from New York and spend a week visiting her side of the family in

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    Chutes and Ladders

    October 30, 2018

    A few days ago, I had this thought that life is kind of like standing in the middle of a ring of knife throwers at the circus. And I legitimately started writing about that, except

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    • I was reluctant to leave the just-getting-green grass and just-starting-to-bloom plants in Harrisburg. Spring takes weeks longer to arrive at my parents’ house, and now is not the time for delayed spring. But... snow. Snow! It still feels like a gift. It’s beautiful even when it is a little disruptive. And I think the same can probably be said for a lot of life right now.
    • All of the spring things happened this weekend (taxes! seeds! cleaning! a green frittata!), including a facelift to this magazine wall. Thanks for making me extra happy to sit at my desk this morning, @magnolia.
    • We found spring! It’s tucked in this bowl of many colors from @goldiefalafel. We also found Yemenite coffee, the very best milkshake (made without milk and with magic), hummus I would move to Philly for, and sunshine in Rittenhouse Square. Later there was a ping pong tournament, incredible fish tacos with all of the things from @leeshyk, and hometowns on The Bachelor (we missed you, Racine’s!), all resulting in a day off so great it took nearly a week to post about it.
    • These two. They waited up for me to get home on Thursday night, and when I did, my mom immediately started playing two clips of Inside Edition she had been saving for me: a story about a 107-year-old man who drives a Mustang and a baby who hates quinoa. It was 11:30pm. . We got minorly snowed in the next day, played a lot of Phase 10, and started Virgin River on Netflix—or as my Dad calls it, “Neckflix.” On Saturday my mom and I shoveled and went to Trader Joe’s, we all watched more Virgin River, and, as per new tradition, went to the Applebee’s across the street for dinner at 4:30pm. We came home and finished the first season of Virgin River and at the end my dad asked, “Can you put the name of that show into the computer and see if they’re making more?” . My heart fills and breaks a little bit more every time I get to see them these days, which feels like part of the privilege of loving people. It’s perpetual hope for more seasons, the kind you can’t verify with the internet, while savoring every ordinary detail of the one you’ve already been given.
    • Kicking off a busy week with a fancy lunch. Crispy skillet pan pizza from @kingarthurflour topped with almost every item from the grocery store’s olive bar. 10/10 would recommend.
    • A slow, snowy Saturday morning filled with many wonderful things, including: rising bread, simmering soup, and the magical feeling of freedom that comes with the start of a three-day weekend.

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