Category: Life As We Know It
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This is It! The Year That Christmukkah Sweeps the Nation.
Two facts before we start: 1. I love Christmas. Unabashedly. 2. I’m Jewish. So how does a little Jewish girl fall in love with a holiday that she isn’t actually supposed to celebrate? Zelda and I both have a somewhat unique point of view on the winter holidays, having been raised (mostly) Jewish, in the…
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Friendsgiving
Thanksgiving is almost here, which marks the official start of the holiday season. ‘Tis a time of trees and lights, of cookies and latkes, of mulled cider and Santa Claus and 24-7 carols reminding us that this is the most wonderful time of the year. Now I’m a pretty festive person, prone to wearing Santa…
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The Cab, The Cockroach, and The Crying Girl
According to Ted Mosby and Co, there are three things that make a person a true New Yorker. One: Steal a cab from someone who needs it more than you. Two: Cry on the subway and not give a damn what anyone thinks. Three: Kill a cockroach with your bare hands. Two weeks ago, after…
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The 10 Minute Rule
Last weekend, my roommate and I went to a Halloween party. (Before you ask, no unfortunately neither one of us went as an awesome Southerner. She was a hastily thrown together but no less charming Rosie the Riveter, and I, in what I thought to be a stunningly punny moment of inspiration, was a dust…
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Playing Dress Up
I don’t understand where my clothes came from. Somehow, in the past six years, I have amassed enough of a wardrobe to need to prune it drastically at least once a year. This plethora of clothes was not always the norm for me: For most of my life, I did not have an adult wardrobe,…
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Hey, New York, Quit Harshin’ My Vibe
I went to Providence a couple weeks ago. I spent four very happy college years there and still have a lively cohort of friends who have stayed on for one reason or another, so with my first weekend day off in many moons I decided to pop up for a visit. October in Providence is…
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Ease On Down the Road
The sun is out, the air is clear, and the windows of my six-speed Mini are down as I snake around the turns of the winding road by the Ohio River. On the third day of my recent visit home to Louisville, I took a drive, about an hour long, out to Middletown and down…
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Home is Where the Throw Pillows Are
I woke up excited one morning this week. The sky was blue, the leaves were wilting into gold, and for the first time this year, the air had that crisp bite that signaled the beginning of my favorite season. I love fall. I love the changing leaves and cozy afternoons in coffee shops, the sweaters…
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Ev’ry Wildcat Star Will Shine
Note: This is the first mention of sports on this blog, but not the last. We wouldn’t be doing the South justice without some mention of college sports and the surrounding festivities. *Zelda would like the readers to know that she knows what’s right in the world and therefore does not support the University of…
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An Open Letter to the Late Great Nora Ephron
Dear Ms. Ephron, You should be ashamed of yourself. Taking two impressionable young girls, stuffing their heads with lies and montages and Godfather quotes. You ruined us, spoiled for life, lost with no grip on reality. We’re ready to go to the mattresses! Actually, let’s back up. This letter comes to you in three parts.…
Zelda & Scout 