Several days later, the following office conversation is still cracking me up.
Me: Summers in Seattle are beautiful. They start late, but when they arrive, the water sparkles and mountains all around glisten. Nothing in New York glistens.
Photo genius: That’s not true. Fresh urine on the sidewalk glistens.
Editor extraordinaire: And the liquid that trickles out of garbage bags on the sidewalk.
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.