Perfecting the Imperfect

I need to get off the pie.  I recently spent three days straight practicing pie for a Pi Day challenge handed down to me at work. Here is what those three days looked like: 15 homemade pie crusts (which translates into 15 sticks of butter mind you) 8 store-bought pie crusts for low risk practice…

The Hypocrite’s Guide to Life

There’s a risk in writing and sharing your thoughts publically on a blog – you have a record of everything you’ve said. And if you are like me, and do everything you said you would never do, then you have a breadcrumb trail of espoused certainties leading right to your hypocritical doorstep. Over the past…

Mrs. Eason: Pie for the President

The election buzz has me reflecting on one of my favorite experiences from my years of giving pie to people – Endia Eason, the woman who made pie for President Obama during one of his visits to Cleveland. The story that follows is one that I wrote shortly after that visit.  In the months following…

Meaningful Use: A Facebook Dilemma

Social media is very unsettling to me.  I’m in a constant state of internal conflict from simultaneously embracing it and fighting it.  Since discovering Facebook in 2008, I’ve fallen deeper into the habit and added other platforms like Twitter and Instagram to my repertoire without truly understanding the role they play in my life. Or…

Grace and Space: Making Friendships Last

I had a chance to see one of my longtime friends recently. I met her 20 years ago when we attended a leadership camp as representatives from our high schools.  We were fast friends and stayed in touch, visiting each other throughout our remaining high school days, eventually becoming college roommates.  Life has taken us…

Fall Morning Muffins: Your Best Muffin Hack Ever

Muffins are a curious thing.  I want to like them, but every time I eat one, I feel slightly let down. The top sets my expectations so high, only to have them crushed with a bottom that is so dry and boring.  The middle, if done right, is spongy and enjoyable, but crumbly and messy. …

There’s Not Always a Bow on It

My Mom is one of those meticulous present wrappers.  Every package is wrapped with precision and is always, ALWAYS, topped with a bow.  Me, on the other hand, I couldn’t be more opposite.  That last piece of tape on a package equals freedom from a task that I begrudgingly undertake with each celebratory occasion.  A…

That Time the Refugee was From Hungary

My close friends know that I am a super proud, chicken paprikash-loving, Hungarian.  I can play a chardash on the piano, and like a good Hungarian, most things in my life revolve around food.  It runs deep.  My grandmother immigrated here from Hungary, finding her way to the Detroit area where she raised her family,…

Enough is the New Abundance

July marks five years and one month that we have lived in our current house.  The one extra month is significant because it means that this is the longest I have lived anywhere since I departed from my childhood home at 18.  I’ve been withdrawn from my writing and my thoughts lately because my internal…

Lemon Ricotta Bites

“You must really love your job,” said a friend to me recently.  “I do!” I exclaimed, only to find that she was actually being sarcastic.  This happens all the time because not many people in my life want to be me.  A fundraiser.  My jobs have landed me in two of the top three categories…

Don’t Put Their Light Out: Part 3, The Round Ones

And then there’s the other one… Round.  I’ve heard this word used in a variety of ways throughout our struggles with school this year.  Round pegs in square holes. I’ve got round ones.  My youngest, the dancer, is more round than average (on the spectrum of average for a round one, that is).  You can’t…

Breaking Up With a Dream

As I have had the opportunity to get to know many of you through this blog, I’ve learned that this community is full of dreamers.  We have big ideas to use our lives in big ways and we spend time inside our minds sorting through how we can propel ourselves to the next exciting endeavor. …