I’m 35, and no… I am not traveling the world, or raising a baby human, or discovering a novel molecule. I have also not been exploring villas in the south of France, raising money for local charities, nor have I been busy running my 12th marathon. I seriously have nothing going on at the moment. Read more
My 35th birthday celebration wouldn’t be complete without an unexpected dose of a blast from my not-so-perfect past. I hit my mid mid-life a few weeks ago and decided I would go extra BIG this year by spoiling myself to no end. I booked all the flights, the ridiculously lavish hotel… and I was mentally Read more
We lost a cabin to the Holy Jim fire a few years back. It was our special place, our home away from home, our escape, our love nest. It burned down on a Monday while I was at work and my partner was able to run to the property only to see one last thing Read more
