Halloween has been taken over by grown-ups. Seriously.
The candy bonanza of days gone by is now an annual costume bash where adults
get to dress up and candy is barely part of the equation – unless you count
treats...
My son’s Christmas wish list sure is different than it was a few years ago.
I get it, I get it. He’s older now, and doesn’t have any use for dinkies, or Transformers, or robotic dinosaurs, or even sleds. Most...
“Why can’t you wait until I’m dead?” my grandmother would laugh, half joking and half annoyed.
“Don’t talk like that! You’re not dead, you’re here to tell me what can be thrown out. If this place ever caught fire, it’d...
Every woman I know who has married in the past few years has this in common with the others: once they walked down the aisle and said “I do,” they ditched their maiden names and adopted their husband’s surnames.
We’re...
People have been making thoughtless, insensitive, sometimes stupid statements since long before the Internet was even invented, but never more than since it has been.
Some of the finest examples come from Backfire-ers, as I like to call them. These...
I don’t have any distinct style, never have. I wear what’s on sale, and it’s usually black.
One thing I am known for, though, is my shoes. I don’t like to wear socks, so I’m the person who will still...
One of my friends announced good news the other day by posing her youngest daughter in a pink dress and with a sign that read: “Soon-to-be middle child. Good thing I can’t read yet.”
Predictably, justifiably, people in our group...
I have a friend who’s a lawn guy. He’s a lot of things,
but I think that’s the best way to describe him.
At first glance, his lawn looks like the turf of a
major league...
I sit here still incredulous.
Somehow, impossibly, contrary to every prediction I have made over the past 18 months, contrary to almost every poll and survey and projection available, Donald Trump became the newpresident-elect of the United States.
I have no...
Perhaps it’s envy, or maybe it’s a simple by-product of age, but I’ve grown weary of stories about kids hitting it big (important note: I am at the age where everyone younger than me is referred to as a...