Stop Punching Yourself

Stop Punching Yourself Remember that game we played as kids? You’d sit on someone’s chest, grab their arms, then start thwacking them in the face with their own hands and say (on repeat), “Stop punching yourself! You didn’t? Well, good for you, Flanders. I lived...

Grab Your Crutch

Grab Your Crutch I was at yoga the other day and noticed this girl leaning on a pillar during a pose. It was definitely one of the more challenging postures. Tree. You stand on one leg, bend the other leg, turn the knee out of the bent leg, place the foot of the bent...

Yes, I have a podcast. Who doesn’t?

Why a podcast, and why now, you ask? Well, first of all, way to keep up. We’re 18 episodes in and have a 5-star rating on iTunes. (Because 8 people were nice.)  But that’s cool. You’re busy. You have priorities. Like a job and kids, and Netflix shows to...

Calling BS on BJ

Calling BS on BJ My cleaning lady is here. At my house, where I office. I’m down the hall, trying to work, while she blasts 80’s rock, trying to clean.I like 80’s rock. Just not when I’m attempting to write headlines about cheese. But, I figure, when she’s here, this...

Don’t Trust Your Gut.

Don’t Trust Your Gut. You’ve heard it a million times, “Trust your gut.”  That inkling. That knowing. That actual feeling in your gut.  But how do you know when to trust it? Is the gut-trusting sensation accompanied by some angelic chime assuring you that...

Sorry Not Sorry.

Sorry Not Sorry. So there I am, at a Vikings game, and I have to pee. I hightail it to the restroom and, as luck would have it, I scored the last available stall. Yes! But the lock on the door was broken. No! I yank down my jeans with one hand, and hold the unlocked...