Author: thepathtoworthy

Dear Ms. Blume, A friend and I were talking about you this evening and he suggested I write you a letter. I chastised him for teasing me and then quickly retreated when I realized he was quite serious. This suggestion came on the heels of a discussion about the recent hubbub surrounding you. I don’t… Continue reading Are you there Judy? It’s me, L.

I decided to go for a walk late last night. The weather was stunningly beautiful, and I had some residual anxiety from my day, so it was a no brainer. I wore reflective clothing and had my phone and, an alarm on me. Mid way through my brain calming stroll, I saw a neighbor taking… Continue reading It’s about us. And them. And them. And us.

I know I am one of those insufferable Peloton cult members and that I force you to participate in my madness from time to time. I won’t apologize for it. The classes keep me moving and sane in the most user-friendly way possible. And yes, the instructors are lovely and adorable and all the things.… Continue reading #themiddle

I went to an event for International Women’s Day. I know that you might be rolling your eyes right about now. That bitch is still on IWD? I am. In fact, it’s inspired a whole slew of posts that you’ll see over the next few weeks, so if this offends or annoys you, then get… Continue reading An Event for Women: Part I

I can’t believe it’s been a year since I freaked out over International Women’s Day. I think that was last year. Things have felt interminably long lately, so I could be off base there. Last time I spewed fire and venom about IWD, it was reflecting on the women of Ukraine. I was feeling a… Continue reading F*ck IWD.

I watched Alice, Darling last night with a friend. I don’t think I really knew what it was about. Not really. Maybe I didn’t pay enough attention during the coming attractions, or maybe I deluded myself, or maybe something else altogether. Let’s start with the positives because I often think that’s a better course to… Continue reading L, Darling.

Hi. Sorry I’ve been a bit MIA. I’m working on a book. I know. A book. And I’ve been distracted. Plus, I was out of the country. And work has been bonkers. All the things, right? Like. All. The. Things. Who cares, right? Anyway, I’m back. And I’m back with a doozy. Have you ever… Continue reading Zero-Sum Eff That.

I have a friend who recently shared with me that his anxiety presents in less than traditional ways. He actually described it as “a different manifestation than you might see on a Lexapro commercial.” He explained to me that it is a full body, cellular level experience that looks more like holistic dread than a… Continue reading Aww. You are just tired…

“The ancient Babylonians are said to have been the first people to make New Year’s resolutions, some 4,000 years ago. They were also the first to hold recorded celebrations in honor of the new year—though for them the year began not in January but in mid-March, when the crops were planted. During a massive 12-day… Continue reading Happy End of 2022 (Almost).

I embarked on a solo endeavor to make my first latkes from scratch this weekend. I peeled the potatoes, grated them, chopped a bulbous white opinion into teensy pieces, drained the onion/potato mixture using a homegrown approach (think three-pound weight in a bowl, over a colander), mixed in the eggs, some gluten free flour, and… Continue reading A Life of Unfettered, Joyous Mediocrity.