Prom Nightmare
Pop quiz: your stepson tells you Monday he needs prom ticket money. The prom is Friday. There's nothing in the budget. His dad wants to say yes. You have to be the bad guy. Again.
Drinking the Haterade
On gentle parenting manifestos, blended family reality, and why lofty parenting ideals don't survive contact with an actual preteen.
The Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
Jersey parking lots looked like a European car dealership in 2012. On keeping up with the Joneses and why I'd rather invest in my house than my driveway.
Irrational Fears
A three-years-overdue root canal, lousy military dental coverage, and an unexpected chance to tell my son the truth about being scared.
Facebook is so Yesteryear
I spent three years watching Facebook drama explode around a Navy discharge and a family readiness group coup. Then I defriended everyone involved. Very happily.
