Yesterday was Juneteenth and the opening day of the Barack Obama Presidential Center here in Chicago. I haven't been over there yet.

Seven years ago this week, I hit send on the first 5 Things. No idea if anyone would read it, or if I’d run out of good vibes by week three.

I was on a podcast recently, hosted by someone who'd seen me speak in Dallas. She told me what she remembered most: "This woman is so free to be who she is."

My dad built a cheap-ass pantry in our basement.

"The coolest thing I've learned is how to be happy when things suck."