I don’t do balance.

Wednesday, September 25, 2019

I don’t do balance. I mean, I wish I did. I’d like to. A balanced life seems appealing, in its own special way—tranquil and well-ordered, like an apartment lovingly curated by Marie Kondo. I’m not being clever or facetious. I’d love to live in a place like that. Life would unfold in shades of delightful Instagram pink, in eustress rather than stress, in coffee mugs on back porches, in variations…


Deb Kelly goes ‘crinkle crinkle’

No, readers, that is not the sound of me unwrapping yet another Lindor raspberry truffle. I don’t know where you would get that idea. But you are welcome to mail me some Lindor raspberry truffles. They ship surprisingly well. Crinkle crinkle is the sound of me deliberately walking through the leaves that gather at the edge of the sidewalk all fall long. It’s something I’ve been doing for, like, ever,…

Wednesday, October 17, 2012