Pas de deux

I was fired from my first job. I was 16, and I worked as a receptionist at my dance studio. I would check tiny ballerinas in for class, collect tuition from parents, and occasionally sell a leotard or a pair of tights. It was a great job for a high…

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Self-taught

What have you taught yourself to do? Really on your own—no instruction, no classes. Maybe it was something big like how to play the piano or ride a bike, or something small like how to do a VLOOKUP in Excel (small but mighty!). That question came to me the other…

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Maxxed out

I used to be a Maxxinista, but until last weekend, I couldn’t tell you the last time I set foot inside a TJ Maxx. But last week, we had some neighbors over for a doggy playdate and drinks (for the humans), and they were talking about a recent shopping trip…

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On peanut butter & originality

This post is a rant and a pep talk. First, the rant. I have repeatedly purchased the wrong peanut butter at the grocery store. I keep accidentally buying Jif Natural Crunchy instead of Jif Natural Creamy and it is infuriating. (I’m not here to debate whether creamy is better than…

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This or that

Last week, during a mini mastermind session with my friend Christa, I was sharing about a challenge I was dealing with. While I was describing it, I added, “I’m casual, but I’m not lax.” Christa stopped me and said, “Oooh, that’s such an important distinction to make!” And we moved…

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