Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

One tough cookie can shake this addiction

Thursday, February 2, 2006

The first Girl Scout cookie was sold on Nov. 11, 1932 by a troop in Philadelphia. The girls baked cookies for day nurseries as a community service project.

CHiPs are down for school-play costume

Thursday, January 26, 2006

You just never know when you will be tapped for greatness. On the day the play parts were passed out by the school’s music teacher – a man with nerves of steel and/or really heavy-duty ear plugs – my son came bearing that slip of paper like it was the sword pulled from the stone.

Home page is where the heart is

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Pardon my dust, but my home page is a mess. Worse yet, I’m expecting visitors. At least I hope I get visitors.

Suck it up: Technology is here, like it or not

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Generally, I shun technology. Fear it, even. I am still using a circa 1997 computer because, quite frankly, I’m scared to death of having to approach some 17-year-old employee at the equivalent of a “Techno Toys “R” Us” and showcase my pathetic ignorance.

Burning up: Anger and exercise

Thursday, January 5, 2006

Up to now, I have resisted physical activity in the form of “working out” the way fish, say, resist learning to ride a bicycle.

A new year to come undone

Thursday, December 29, 2005

It’s that time again. Time for the annual “How I shall completely revamp my life in the New Year” passel of lies we all pass off as “resolutions.

Zip my lips, zip my lips, zip them all the way

Thursday, December 22, 2005

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you and, more horrifyingly, found underneath your Christmas tree.

In the spirit of believing

Thursday, December 15, 2005

It has come to my attention that parents, particularly at this time of year, spend a lot of time worrying themselves silly over one thing and one thing only, a concern so deep it literally wakes them from a sound sleep, apoplectic over some concern relating to: Santa.

Quality assurance in a husband

Thursday, December 8, 2005

A Romanian tried to lodge a complaint with consumer protection officials after his girlfriend refused to marry him.

Doing time in tiny chairs

Thursday, December 1, 2005

Few things strike greater fear in the parental heart than these: parent-teacher conferences. Highly educated adults, captains of industry, even veterans of foreign wars can be reduced to puddles of insecurity at the very prospect of conferring with their child’s teacher.

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About Kymberly

Warm, witty and just a wee bit warped, Kymberly Foster Seabolt is a native of Kent, Ohio, who survived childhood exposure to disco and grew up to marry and move to the country. Her column weaves her special brand of humor with poignant, entertaining, and honest portrayals of parenting, marriage, and real life. She currently lives in northeastern Ohio with her husband, two children, two dogs, two cats, and numerous dust bunnies who wish to remain nameless.