Category: Life in New Jersey

I know we’ve had a tumultuous relationship these last two years and that communication has not always been our strong point. Often times, you send me mixed signals. But today, today, New Jersey, you showed me a kindness that I didn’t know you possessed. Earlier this week, one of your sons or daughters stole my…

Last week, our exiting governor, Richard J. Codey, announced New Jersey’s new slogan. “New Jersey: You Got a Problem With That?” and “New Jersey: Because We’re Better Than Alabama” were defeated by “New Jersey: Come See For Yourself.” Come see what? Trenton? I can only assume former Governor Codey was speaking about the New Jersey…

I had the good fortune of tailgating this fellow Garden Stater today who had this plastered to her bumper: Bipartisanship: I’ll hug your elephant if you kiss my ass. Mmm…liberalism.

The Garden State is in the throes of a naming contest, but this time, it’s not a finger-pointing, mud-slinging naming game. Tired of being the butt of jokes from people who have never been here and snobby New Yorkers who trek in every Saturday to take advantage of the tax-free shopping, the state is shopping…

There’s nothing like getting your chakras aligned and then topping off the evening with a little Jersey pie. Anyone who knows me knows I have some issues with anxiety and currently, my restorative yoga class serves as my weekly Xanax injection. My yoga instructor, Barbara, is a Manhattan-based shaman who transforms me from a mishmash…