Weekend Wanderer
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Weekend Wanderer: Going Back in Time
Take my hand. Join me in the 1980s. For I am trapped there, and though the end is in sight, it is but a glimmer…
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Weekend Wanderer: My Not-So-New Car
You may recall I scrapped my dad’s car. I got rid of my mom’s car, too. Doing so was way more work and way less…
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Weekend Wanderer: I’m Staying at a Haunted Hotel
I was all in when I committed to staying in the haunted hotel. Now, not so much. In a parenting triumph I’m sure would impress…
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Weekend Wanderer: When Mom and Dad Have Competing Calendars
So I don’t like the outdoors. Obviously. But I married an outdoorsy guy. I’ve written many words about our opposing views in this space. Guys,…
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Weekend Wanderer: Please Don’t Make Me Scuba Dive
I told you a few weeks ago I’m about to get scuba certified. I told you this certification is a whole new level of horror.…
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Weekend Wanderer: When You’re Responsible for Just About Everything
In the words of Fiona Apple, I’ve been a bad, bad girl. And yeah. I’ve been careless with a delicate man. And while it most…
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Weekend Wanderer: Lake Swimming Is Scary
I have gone completely off the rails. The underwear was bad enough. What I did next was absolutely chilling. I swam in a lake. I…
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Weekend Wanderer: I’m Scrapping My Dad’s Minivan, and It’s a Lot Harder Than It Sounds
I’m getting rid of my dad’s car. On its face, getting rid of a car sounds easy. Trade it in. Maybe give it to a…
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Weekend Wanderer: My Husband Netflix Cheated
In the wake of Top Gun: Maverick, my marriage was the 1961 Ferrari 250GT convertible at the end of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off – dented…
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Weekend Wanderer: I Rebelled on Vacation
What should we talk about this week? The guy dressed like Michael Jackson – single glove and all – I pass on the way to…
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Weekend Wanderer: Stirring Up a Little Trouble
I am in trouble. I have actually become quite adept at getting in trouble. And I am, at this moment, on a hot streak. I’m…
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Weekend Wanderer: I Love Hot Yoga. Don’t Judge Me
I want to say something. But I need you to hear me out before you walk away in total disgust. I tried hot yoga. And…
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Weekend Wanderer: The Joy of Timer Apps
You know, I didn’t think braces would change my daily routine. But then I didn’t think a movie would ruin my marriage. Apparently, I just…
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Weekend Wanderer: The Relative Who Just Won’t Leave
Nothing drives home life’s futility like finding your dead uncle’s ashes in the trunk of your mom’s car. And he wasn’t alone in there. His…
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Weekend Wanderer: A Movie Ruined My Marriage
Al Pacino has a memorable line in an unmemorable movie. It’s The Devil’s Advocate, and he tells Keanu Reeves his “stud” look is very, “Excuse…
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Weekend Wanderer: When Work Stresses You Out
I have a problem. It’s your problem too. I can’t focus. If I can’t focus, I can’t tell you a story. If I can’t tell…
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Weekend Wanderer: Is My Motion Sickness Really a Physical Issue or Just a Control Issue?
First of all, I’m alive. I made it home from Montana. At the moment, however, I would almost accept death. I disembarked from my plane…
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Weekend Wanderer: I’m Afraid to Fly
I’m flying this week. I’m not afraid to fly. I actually love to fly. It feels cosmopolitan and cultured. And who doesn’t relish the inherent…
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