2012: A Look Ahead
2011 was a mess by any measure. On why setting big expectations for a new year is just performance anxiety in disguise — and why I'm not making that mistake
Ghosts of New Years Past
I’ve brought in the New Year in Times Square, at a Night Out event in my hometown, at a house party, at home throwing my own party, and in a parking lot on the Navy base in Jacksonville because my husband had duty but I could sneak him away for a moment to wish him a Happy New Year and then drive back home alone.
Keeping It Real
The life you have ordered is out of stock. This is for when you are living the life not advertised on television.
Desperately Seeking Kitchen
New Jersey rental kitchen: tiny, broken wall oven, zero storage. I miss my Virginia kitchen. Meanwhile: crockpot it is.
It’s not easy being mean
Every fight in our marriage is about one kid. His. While he was at his mother's for Christmas we had not one argument. Now he's coming home. Ugh — it's not easy being mean.
