Last Year in My 30s
Tomorrow, I’ll be 39 years old.
In celebration of my last year in my 30s, I resisted, imbibed, biked, ate, and conversed.Read More »Last Year in My 30s
Tomorrow, I’ll be 39 years old.
In celebration of my last year in my 30s, I resisted, imbibed, biked, ate, and conversed.Read More »Last Year in My 30s
What do you think of when you think of science?Read More »Rebel with a Cause
I’ve been basking in the glow of the Women’s March. It was incredibly powerful to be part of so many people coming together for such an inclusive and love-filled cause. It was inspiring to interact with and read signs of so many people who are concerned about the incoming administration and the policies they promised during Trump’s campaign.
Read More »The Good of the Marches