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The Biggest Kid in Class
(tw: body image) If you have seen me in person recently, you may have noticed a difference. No, I still haven’t cut my hair. No, I haven’t invested in that face tattoo I’ve been considering. The change you should notice… Continue reading
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Just the Thing
This was a great week for art in my world. First, Bo Burnham, one of my all-time favorite comics released a special on Neflix called Inside. He wrote, performed, shot, and edited it entirely on his own during the pandemic. If… Continue reading
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Thanks, Heather
Watching Buffy, my 60-pound dog, lying in the sun on the back porch earlier today, I got an idea. I would head outside and do yoga on the patio. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t actually do it. It was… Continue reading
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You Might Be
People have been sending me frog pictures recently. Well, not just me. They send them to the show, post them on our Facebook group, and tag us in posts containing frogs on Instagram. We’ve seen cartoon frogs, real frogs, and… Continue reading
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Run
Run People often describe runners as sort of smug. For instance, someone may casually slip in during a conversation, I’ve finished three half marathons. For me, that’s actually true. I did finish three half marathons. You wouldn’t know it to look… Continue reading
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Regularly Regular
I started this newsletter after I stopped going to my regular breakfast spot every Sunday because of the pandemic. I used to sit in the same spot at the same bar at the same restaurant and order the same thing… Continue reading
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The Beautiful Aftermath
In the moments after announcing that Paris and I were engaged on social media, we were delighted by so many lovely comments and texts. “So happy for you guys!” “Congrats!” “Love this!” On the group chat for one of the… Continue reading
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Gripes of Wrath
I’m writing this on my back porch on a summer morning, sipping a cup of coffee in my PJs before the sun comes out and roasts everything in sight. The only hiccup in my current pleasant state is what I… Continue reading
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Someday Today
(TW: Eating disorders) “Don’t go in there!” I hollered after my fiancé, Paris, as he headed into our bedroom. He didn’t listen, charging in to see four piles of clothes on our bed at least as high as his head.… Continue reading
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The Maybe Payoff
I am a gambler. I love scratch offs and slot machines and the thrill of “maybe.” It is because I am an optimist. Most rational people look at a slot machine with a giant jackpot flashing in lights and think, Yeah… Continue reading
Heather versus the World 