When we were neighbors in Provo, she left a mannequin head on my doorstep one night when I missed Enrichment, telling me that if I missed it again, that would be me. We laughed so hard that we hung it on a string from the balcony so that it was swinging in the wind when she opened her front door the next morning.
She writes about her daily life in New York City and sometimes if you're lucky, about her experience living in Honduras as a middle school teacher. Check it out. And then tell your friends.