The Perfect Marijuana Strains for 10 Everyday Activities
"You might have to smoke a doobie before this call, AJ," my boss laughed. "It's a big customer, and you need to be calm and collected."
I rolled my eyes, made a Xanax joke and a simple "prep for call" to-do list item, but silently, somewhere in my subconscious, I kicked myself for once again being the girl whose anxiety warrants doobie dad jokes. I often wish I could complete simple tasks without feeling the pent-up nerves of performing standup. Or visiting the dentist. Or swimming with ...
What Depression Taught Me Last Year
Camelback Mountain in Phoenix, Arizona has two hiking trails: Cholla and Echo Canyon.
Cholla’s subtle ascent makes it a great option for less experienced hikers or hungover mornings. Conversely, Echo includes steep inclines and provides an undeniably better ass workout. However, the advanced workout is not the only reason why I often chose Echo during my time in the desert.
Though there is a point along the Echo hike that requires climbing a steep slab of rock, similar to Spiderman ...
What To Do When Vulnerability Feels Scary
“Can I tell you a story?” I asked my new roommate as I sat on my rolling office chair, the lone seat at the kitchen counter in the absence of my last roommate’s dining stools.
“Sure...” he responded while searching through the kitchen cabinet. “Do we have bowls?”
“Um, no.” I took a big sip of the skinny margarita mix.
“No bowls... It’s okay!” He reached for a coffee mug and began to mix cumin, pepper and chili powder. I might not have dinnerware but at ...
3 Things to Remember When You’re Struggling
“Well, if it isn’t my prodigal daughter!” This is how my dad has answered the phone for years when I call. I never once questioned the fact that I didn’t know the definition of “prodigal.” With his sweet, chipper tone, I figured it must mean something like “lovely” or “genius” or “great calves.”
The Prodigal Daughter
Saint Monica Catholic Church was packed yesterday morning. Even the twice-a-year Church-goers made an effort to honor September 11th and say a prayer ...
What’s Working for You and What’s Not?
On two different occasions I have driven over cement parking bumpers, scraping the undercarriage of my car, while obliviously attempting to pull through the empty parking spot in front of me. Needless to say, while most people excitedly step on the gas when spotting such an opportune pull-through, having the foresight to avoid any potential dividers, I have to stop and consciously check whether one exists before more damage is done.
The threshold between “charming” and “alarming” is ...
What Is Holding You Back?
“How are you doing though, Annie? What are you working on?”
Five solid months of living in Santa Monica may have robbed me of disposal income but has provided the simple luxury of a daily routine that includes encounters with familiar faces.
Thursday morning started with Married Mark from standup class who paused from scribbling in his leather bound notebook to greet me with a friendly grin as I passed by the outdoor coffee shop table where he was seated before heading to work.
What Are You Meant To Do With Your Life?
Instead of going out after Saturday Open Mic I headed home to work on this blog post while sobering up with water, a Wetzel Pretzel and Vanderpump Rules.
At 11:25 p.m. a text was received from my friend Cody. The message simply included a link to Inc.com’s “11 Remarkably Inspirational Quotes to Brighten Your Day.” I found it comforting that someone else was nerding out at home and amazing how friends often have the psychic ability to know exactly what you need.
“It is never too ...
5 Things That Happened When I Gave Up Coffee for a Month
Every morning at 7 a.m. for 2 years I pulled into the McDonald’s drive-thru with sweat-filled hair post-Crossfit, paid $1.07 and grabbed my small black coffee from the same friendly employee.
While preparing quinoa egg scramble at home, I scooped one teaspoon of coconut oil into the coffee which melted as I set the table. Once seated I would take the first sip of coffee, enjoying the light buttery taste of the oil and swearing the caffeine instantly gave me superpowers to conquer any ...
My 2015 Resolution Backfired
Sigh (v.): emit a long, deep, audible breath expressing sadness, relief, tiredness, or a similar feeling
I can’t stand chronic sighers.
More specifically, I am annoyed by the type of people who routinely let out deep sighs while doing mundane tasks, such as washing their hands in a public restroom, sitting down in a chair or sticking their TV dinner in the office microwave. As if the act of living is too much to bear.
In 2015 I became a chronic sigher.
2015 Resolution Revisite...
10 Things Guys Could Learn from this 2 Year Old
They say you never forget your first. And what about the second?
A plaid button-down hung loosely over a pair of dark acid wash skinny jeans. His hair was parted to the side for the occasion, and girls swarmed around him as he nonchalantly made his way around the crowd. Later while everyone sang "happy birthday" to him, he wrapped his arms around his mom who I know dearly. And who he is always quick to introduce.
As guests left he unabashedly embraced them with the sweetest grin and then ...