Would You Read My Book?
I’ve been “working on a book” for what feels like forever now. What that really means is that I’ve written an outline, a couple chapters, and then have sat wringing my hands and doubting myself for…
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Author: The Olive Gal
green of skin, black of heart
I Need Me Some Creative Viagra
It’s been a little quiet here at The Olive Gal lately. And for no good reason. I told myself when I started this blog more than two years ago that I wouldn’t just crank out blogs to…
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Beautiful Boy
It’s your 5th birthday today. A pretty big deal. Five years ago, you came into this world and you changed everything. So much can happen in five years. Five years before you came, I hadn’t met…
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The Epic Argument That Almost Ended in Divorce
Every once in a while in a marriage, you come to a crossroads. Should we keep slugging away and work through this thing? Or should we just split up? During a recent, ridiculous argument, I came…
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Word of the Year: Balance
Every New Year, us humans have an innate tendency to reflect on the 365 days we survived and look ahead to the 365 to come. We can’t help it, it’s a thing we do. (And me…
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Why Do We Even Have Those Seven Fishes?
The Feast of the Seven Fishes. It wouldn’t be Italian Christmas Eve without them. As far back as I can remember, Christmas Eve was my absolute favorite night of the year. The day was spent in feverish…
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White Christmas: Chicken Soup for the Soul
Normally I’m all about respecting each holiday’s dance space, but this year my psyche is all “fuck you, Thanksgiving, you killed the Indians” and has moved right from Halloween into Christmas. And with that move, I’ll gorge…
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When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Read Little House on the Prairie
That Laura Ingalls Wilder. She knew a thing or two about surviving tough times. She slept in a covered wagon and ate dinner by campfire. She lived in a bungalow dug into the banks of a creek…
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That One Time I Got Struck By Lightning
This morning in San Jose, the sky was ominous and dark and the rain fell in sheets. As I stared out the window of our 10th floor office, I saw a flash of light in the sky…
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My Hellish Commute Is Turning Me Into She-Hulk
I have never not commuted. Nearly every job in my adult life has taken me at least 30 minutes from walking out the door to plopping my slightly frazzled ass into an office chair. In fact, most…
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