By PollyAnna Reader Contributor Each early January, as everyone hoists aloft their new goals and new selves in a show of mental weightlifting, I start my year bogged down by thoughts on aging. My...
By PollyAnna Reader Contributor In desperate times — or daily times — I’m not above binge-watching a solid stream of cat videos. Has anyone figured out just why cat videos are so appealing? I...
By PollyAnna Reader Columnist A few weeks ago, my boyfriend Dan and I headed south to Belize. We were inspired by the pretty pictures that people like to email to the mysterious Ben Olson. You...
By PollyAnna Reader Columnist My mother has reached that stage of middle life where she is no longer content being the keeper of her children’s things. Redistribution is the logical conclusion to the years...
By PollyAnna Reader Columnist Oh, tax season. Glorious, gray-skied tax season. Last week, I locked my bike and walked into my CPA’s office with a satchel bag full of all those year-end documents. I...
By PollyAnna Reader Columnist My parents are the sort of people who think that watching “Snowden” counts as a date night. “Uh… How romantic?” I said, when my mom informed me of their plans for...
By PollyAnna Reader Staff It’s cold. And snowy. Wow, Anna, I hear you saying, your powers of observation are downright stunning. You know… I just felt like it needed saying. In between trying to...
By PollyAnna Reader Columnist Late fall through early winter, when the snow is thin and the wind is cold, I watch the birds migrating through the gray overhead, and my thoughts turn to travel....
By PollyAnna Reader Columnist My family is prone to humorous life choices. This means they feature heavily in my conversations after a half a beer, or in anything I try to write, especially in...
By PollyAnna Reader Columnist My brother Phillip went on the butter diet a few months ago. “Yeah,” he said on the phone, over the sounds of my 4-year-old niece hollering mightily in the background....
