If you told me nine months ago that eventually I’d be here, a few days from my due date, relatively calm and ready to welcome Jess Jr. into the world … well, I’d believe you. That’s how time works. Except for a few times during Hellmester, I didn’t actually believe this baby would kill me. […]

I’m in what I’ll call a fallow period. Imagine I’m farmland. In, uh, Iowa. Soybeans maybe? Yeah, soybeans. OK cool, so I’m farmland, and the harvesters just took all my juicy crops away, and now I just have to … sit here. And wait. Until when? Well, until I’ve recharged enough to do it all […]

Only if you need them, of course. You’re 35 and have arrived! You’re 35 and sort of know how to drive! You’re 35 and still alive! 34? You’re ONE BETTER than that! 26? You’re way more confident and settled now! 21? No, yeah, that was probably the best year. Age ain’t nothin but a number! […]

I know, I know: the blog’s been a bit quiet. Blame it on marriage, an amazing new show I’m working on called In Cabaret We Trust, packing for a big move to Denver (see: marriage), and my semi-annual malaise. Every move sucks in its own special way, like a crappy snowflake, but this one has […]

Moms. I see you out there, watching your child get a little less small every day, excited for them but also nostalgic for those moments and milestones that pass so quickly. Maybe the tiniest bit heartbroken, knowing your baby is a little less a baby every day. Perhaps you think “slow down” or “let me […]