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Dear Houston:
You are one of the most underrated cities in America. Yes, you are full of ozone warnings, concrete, traffic, oil people, inordinate wealth juxtaposed with abject poverty, and aggressive drivers, but you have been an amazing home to me for nine years of my life.… Read MoreAnd what a nine years those have been. I moved here to be part of the educational reform movement for economically disadvantaged children at KIPP, I met my husband at the Astrodome while we were tutoring evacuees from Hurricane Katrina, we bought our first home in the historic Heights just north of downtown, we harbored chickens illegally in our backyard, and we welcomed little Henry
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Updated Life Binder
New year, new life binder! Well, not entirely new; I needed a new binder and tabs, so I updated everything a little bit. Would you like a little tour? Here we go:… Read MoreI use a 1-inch binder with a plastic cover, so I can insert old pages from my Nikki McClure calendar in there. I also need pockets on the inside to store random things (which I have to remind myself to clean out fairly frequently). My most organized friend ever recommends using a sturdy report cover instead of a binder.
Every time I open my binder, the first thing I see is my collage for the year. It’s part -
My Healthiest Version of Myself
I need to buy a new pair of jeans. I’m the kind of person who hangs onto clothing for as long as possible because 1) it’s better for the budget 2) it’s better for the environment and 3) I don’t really enjoy shopping.… Read MoreBut my jeans have a hole in them, so it’s time to invest in a new pair. I’m at a crossroads, though, because I’m not sure what size to get. The jeans with a hole are my pre-pregnancy jeans. I couldn’t fit into them for a long, long time after Henry was born, so I bought a pair that was two sizes bigger, so I had something
