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.
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.
