I can pray to the gods of the First Day of School, the gods of the quad... but I know where to find our very best lesson plans, and ain't nobody getting a hall pass
Anchovies, Texas Pete, oscillating fans—over the past quarter-century my husband's succeeded in making me accept many things he likes. His latest mission? Scary vampire movies. Here's what happened...
Some people go wild over baseball's season opener—others for warm weather and the start of long days in the sun. Me? I go crazy for the return of farmers markets. Here's why (recipes included!)
Can we get an ovation over here? Some thunderous applause and an air horn? Because haven't we all had this kind of year at some point—this is for anyone craving a new beginning, a fresh start...
Okay, so I fell once or twice in the last year... (I may have even identified with a Taylor Swift song along the way). Here's why this New Year will be worth the trial-and-error, bumps and bruises
The holidays mean different things to different folks—gifting, eating, drinking, laughing. For me, more than anything, they're a time I'm beautifully obligated to be with the family that made me.. me
Here's to the holidays with a roundup of the season's best blogs, featuring a muzzled inner Scrooge, a hospitable snowman, that creepy, creepy elf, double-decker oreo fudge, and more
My eldest daughter once vowed that she would never do two things: Listen to Elvis' "Blue Christmas" ever again or wear a black one-piece swimsuit. Here's how I schemed to have her to do the first
She hit the elf on the head... ahem, the NAIL on the head. With the dizzying amount of holiday prep required of most households, is it okay to leave Santa's high-maintenance helpers out in the cold?
The lights dimmed in the Dock Street Theatre and suddenly we were all kids again ("I said THE word, the big one, the queen-mother of dirty words...") Want in? Get your ticket! The show ends SUNDAY
Kids making noises with their armpits, boiled peanut shells tossed out of windows, and cries of "He's touching me!", "How much further?", and "I have to pee!" Let's hear it for family road trips
Did you know that you can actually hang out Folly in the winter? Without all the shirtless and sweaty volleyball games, shotgunned beers, and asphalt-seared feet? Yeah, me neither. Not a bad Sunday...
Looking for an easy gift for friends and neighbors? This Double Decker Oreo Fudge is easy and delicious (just don't blame me when you polish off all the fudge before it reaches anyone...)
They may have rhythm, good looks, and a magnetic personality, but I bet they don't have a refrigerator that looks like an amp. Here's this and more great gift ideas (from an award-winning blogger...)
So, I know that he's supposed to bring my clan holiday happiness and cheer—but this elf guy gives me the creeps. And I'm busy enough already, thanks. What about you? Do you elf it?
The carols, the parties, the wreaths, the cards, the lights. It's all merry merry. Unless, of course, you're not feeling... merry. Here're 5 ways to handle holiday blues (#5: Stop being an asshole)
It was Christmas Eve babe / In the drunk tank / An old man said to me: won’t see another one... A slightly unconventional list of tracks that doesn't include Ives or Sinatra (Run D.M.C. anyone?)
This story won't fit neatly into a Hallmark card, though that's exactly where it began. Me, in the depths of the 2008 recession, looking for just the right thing to send out into the world
