Lauren MerkleyMy Journey Toward GraceWhen I finally cupped this tiny 5-pound 12-ounce miracle in my hands, I began to lose her. But I see now: she was never mine to begin with.Aug 2417Aug 2417
Lauren MerkleyMiranda Priestley KitchenomicsNo woman in the real estate market is an island. A granite, waterfall kitchen island, that is. Aug 14Aug 14
Lauren MerkleyTwo Points Make A LineThe poetry of this second trip is entirely accidental and unplanned, as good poetry often is.Jan 115Jan 115
Lauren MerkleyIs Masculinity a Two-Gallon Tub of Mayo?What’s the deal with men and Costco? What megaton elixir has Costco brewed to bewitch the middle-aged male imagination?Aug 1, 202321Aug 1, 202321
Lauren MerkleyDinner’s Tiny Tyranny: An Ode to My Mother“What’s for dinner?” is the tiny tyrant that haunts me, the drab drumbeat of adulthoodApr 14, 20231Apr 14, 20231
Lauren MerkleyThe Metaphysics of MadewellEven while shopping for jeans, I don’t want to cop to my extant skin bag.Mar 22, 20234Mar 22, 20234
Lauren MerkleyThe Most Existential Place on EarthIf money extraction were a sport, Disney would be LeBron James.Feb 19, 202351Feb 19, 202351
Lauren MerkleyOn (Not) Teaching & Dark SkiesPerhaps we matter because, simply, we are matter.Nov 2, 202232Nov 2, 202232
Lauren MerkleyLove is the Lesson: The Misadventures of Remote LearningI made a mistake setting up a Zoom meeting for my 11th grade English students. I must have clicked the wrong drop-down menu on the wrong…Mar 20, 20202Mar 20, 20202
