Phone, Keys, Wallet

This episode is going to be a solid C+. Or should I say, a solid sea bass. If you’re anything like majority of the stay-at-home world, you’d get that reference. You may have even chuckled. That’s right, today we’re talking about Animal Crossing! It’s therapeutic, it’s gratifying, it’s educational, and it’s just darn cute. But what makes it so effing appeal? Well, let’s talk about it. Because honestly, racking up bells and stuntin’ on Nooks is just about all we do these days.

If you’re someone who’s always on time (or early), good for you. But also, maybe not. Most of us have ran late to something at one point or another. Work, a party, a Zoom hang. To be late is to be human (quite literally, in terms of pregnancy). Sure, we all lose track of time now and then, we all get super busy once in a while. But beyond time management, why do we sometimes CHOOSE to be behind schedule? What are the different types of “late”? And what are the tried and trusted late excuses we’re all happily guilty of using? All that and more on today’s ep. So, uh, listen and don’t be late.

Before there was Key Food self-checkout, there was self-care. And today we talk about what it is, why it matters, and how we’re coping while cooped up at home. Bottom line: treat yourself, folks! And if you’re having trouble, hope this convo between two baby boys helps. Take CARE now, ya hear!

On today’s PKW, we discuss the most under appreciated meal of our gainfully employed, adult lives. Work lunch: the Monday through Friday mid-day meal you eat at your desk (or perhaps, now your couch). When’s the last time you really thought about it? I mean, besides thinking, “Do I want a salad or something non-salad?” Today we discuss how we plan for and around work lunch, how it contributes to our sense of normalcy, and how it’s much more than just a bowl of calories. Tune in, stay healthy, and stay six feet apart!

‘Tis the season for dinner parties! We decided to do something a lil different for this episode of PKW: a fly on the wall experience of a NYC dinner party. The setting: ten odd people crammed into a Brooklyn apartment, hygge on ten, goulash on tap, all as a part of our friends’ annual holiday dinner. Listen as we tell bad jokes, play games, and drink in our Sunday hangovers.