When I tell you we just hit the 100-day mark of 2026 (April 10th), what thought comes to mind? A) Where is the manager? Who can I talk to about a refund for Q1? B) I guess I earned an “I stayed alive” ribbon. C) I’ve been intoxicated with aliveness for 100 days, baby! D)…

Some people walk into a room and inexplicably lift the energy. These are the “light up the room” types, the people with magnetic presence, or as those born in the 21st century say, the people with rizz. (👆 Champagne may or may not grease the skids of charisma. Being Leonardo DiCaprio also helps.) And then…

Here’s how this “happiness requires trouble” conversation is going to go between us today: We’re going to vent—but only for a minute because complaining is only cathartic for the first bit and then it just gets pissy. We don’t want a piss fest! If you want a piss fest I guess you could just go…

When I’m not writing, I’m speaking to groups of all sizes. It came to my attention recently that the entire world doesn’t know this, which is a real problem since it’s my mission in life to wake people up to live before they die. Here is a cleaned up image of said mission: The best…

I like to toss around research-based tips and tricks for living like we mean it… before our pending endings. Usually these tips involve things to do, but today I am going to focus on what to never, ever do. I have a bone to pick and if you’re the type of person who assumes the…

I mortify myself for so very many reasons, and the reason I’d like to splay open for you here today has to do with envy. More specifically, how I every now and then entirely envy my friends. My delightfully made-up word for this is that I am friendvious. That’s where the delight stops, though. Because…

What Will Your Life Be Like on Monday, March 5, 2035? Obnoxiously stating the obvious: that’s 9 years from now (or if you speak my language, 468 Mondays from now). Will you be dead? Will you be alive? Will you be acting like you’re alive if you are still alive 😳? I usually fast-forward to…

This is not going to be a conversation about making grand, sweeping gestures to overhaul your life. If you need and want to make one of those, give it a go! Press the detonation button! Do the big thing! But for the rest of us, we’re tired and looking valiantly for the path of least…

When The Husband and I moved to the desert a few years ago, we had a rude awakening—and it had nothing to do with the 109º July days. It had to do with persistent proclamations of death. (I do have a flair for the dramatics.) You know about agave plants, right? Yes, they are where tequila…

Do you have a stuffed animal at home? One that belongs to you and not someone who’s teething? If the answer is yes, we have so much in common! You, me, and most American adults. If you answered no, well, Mr./ Mrs. Too Grown Up for Toys, read the rest of the article and I…

Hello February, you month of reckoning, you. You’re the calendar month when New Year’s resolutions tend to look less like commitments and more like indictments on our permanently flawed and derelict selves. The gym bag sits untouched. The journal stares accusingly from the nightstand. The ambitious new identity we unveiled on January 1 (“I’m a 5…

Let’s pretend you just swigged back a cocktail I made you with a bunch of truth serum in it, so there will be no BS-ing of your answer. (👈 It tasted excellent and there was a very pretty garnish, FYI.) Where are you on my ultra-scientific “Intentional or Accidental Life” Spectrum? How did it feel…