Author, Journalist, Pop Folklorist
Right now it feels like everything is happening at once. Between the holidays, end of the year, my book coming out next Tuesday and regular work and #momlife, I walk around constantly feeling like there’s somewhere I should be and something I should be doing that I’m not. And pretty much everyone I know feels…
Read more about It’s Your Lucky Day…And Everyone Else’s Too!
When I walked into this bathroom this morning and saw the dying cockroach, flailing it’s little feelers and all six legs, that’s when I knew I needed an exorcism. I know what you’re thinking: an exorcism is a bit of an overreaction. Surely some Raid would do the trick? But the cockroach was just the…
Read more about The Metamorphosis in Miami: On Motherhood and “the Mati”
This past weekend was Orthodox Easter, which Amalia, my husband, and I spent with my parents in Worcester, Massachusetts. Amalia’s arrival was greeted with delight by her grandparents/rabid fans. But somewhere amid the flurry of preparations for the holiest day in the Orthodox calendar, we learned that there was another visitor in Worcester, one who…
Read more about See No Evil: Easter, Facebook, and Where the Bodies Are Buried
I’d never been described as low-key until I moved to Greece at age 28. In the U.S., I could be shy or bookish at times, but I always thought of myself as having a mild flair for the dramatic. Once, when my mother tried to stop my whining by saying, “Well, what are you going…
Read more about We’ll Always Have Granada: A Less-than-Dramatic Farewell
When it comes to cultural events and spiritual uplift, I love church and I love dancing. But you just don’t often get to do the two together. Except in Diriamba, Nicaragua, where I just attended the Reese’s Peanut Butter cup of community events, the last day of the festival for the patron saint of Diriamba…
Yesterday we lost power, and I thought it might be a sign that the Lord wanted me to get a pedicure. I know this is the kind of thing that only a crazier-than-crazy person thinks, much less says out loud. I know that the Lord probably does not spend much time thinking about my toes,…
