All 14-hour drives ...
should have turkey, sweet potatoes, kugelis and three kinds of dessert at the end.

On the road again
Friday I drove for the first time in seven months. I was sort of afraid I'd forgotten how. But getting behind the wheel in Big Mama, I felt like I'd never stopped. The only difference was that I usually wouldn't have been that excited about a trip to the post office.

I also got to drive (gasp) my brother's car through most of Ohio and part of Pennsylvania. The novelty still hadn't worn off.

Flashback
I went out with my friend Tanveer on Friday night. We ended up going to Cheddar's for dessert (mmm ... warm chocolate chip cookie sundae). The dining room was closed so we got a table in the bar. After we sat down, I noticed my junior high crush at the bar. Awkward. But funny. Then I noticed that one of the girls with him graduated with me, too. And more kept showing up. Only two more girls and another guy, but I was afraid they'd just keep coming. I was not ready for a high school reunion. Lucky for me, they all left pretty quickly, so I avoided the awkward we-really-have-nothing-to-say-to-each-other conversations.

A magazine that's not afraid to use the F-word
Feminism, that is.

Old school
I'm taping songs off the radio while I type this.