Dating in the Time of Tinder is hard. Dating as divorced mom in the Time of Tinder is harder. And dating as a divorced mom in her mid-40s…
On the first day of school I took the obligatory front porch pictures of my boys complete with freshly-pressed uniforms, they’ll never be ironed again, brand new tennis…
It’s a nifty trick. “Look,” my daughter says. She is in the passenger seat with her study guide for the science test. She covers one eye and moves…
Greetings to you, my woodland friend. I must be honest. I wasn’t quite sure what to think when I first discovered we were cohabitating, here in suburbia. You…
When the local school district announced that the all of the public schools in the county would be closed an additional week in the aftermath of Hurricane Irma,…
When my daughter was born there was no doubt that she was mine. Our baby pictures could easily be switched and no one would be the wiser. But…
When Dorothy clicked her heels and uttered, “There’s no place like home,” I’m fairly sure she had never been to a coffee shop. “Home is where the heart…
Wine, lip-gloss that stays on for seven days, shakes, stretch pants with quirky characters uniquely placed on women’s crotches all throughout the nation. Facial crème, candles, Norwegian cleaning…
Is this real? Are they actually gone? I know the calendar says it is the first day of school and all, but I am still dubious that it…
Yes, I am a nurse but please don’t mistake me for a doctor. With all due respect, I really don’t want to look at that thing growing on…