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Camping, with and without ‘flushers’

Thursday, June 19, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

People are often surprised to discover that I camp. I know how that is. I’m often surprised myself.

I am not an outdoorsy type of gal. I’m more the indoorsy type. With cable.
When we camp I expect, at minimum, an air mattress to keep my princess-and-the-pea-like self off the unforgiving ground, decent meals and clean, hot […]

Sleep over, perchance to dream (or cry)

Thursday, June 12, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

It is said that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. If this is so, then someone call the men in white coats because I am definitely insane.

We have been on summer vacation for approximately a week now. Nine days, 13 hours and 31.6 minutes, actually, […]

High gas prices lead to summer crisis

Thursday, June 5, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

A few years ago, I wrote a column about how that upcoming summer’s gas was predicted to top $3 per gallon. At the time that seemed outlandish. Now it just sounds quaint.
Gas
My husband once noted, dryly, that I was less “stay at home mom” and more “gassing around three counties mom.” He had a […]

He’s too young to be stuck in the middle

Thursday, May 29, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

Despite my repeated attempts to make them listen to reason, our otherwise excellent school district suffers one fatal flaw: They think that 10-year-olds belong in middle school.

The great indoors no better than outdoors

Thursday, May 22, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

If I could talk to the animals what I’d say is “Look, I don’t CARE if you never speak another word to me, but I’d appreciate it if you’d talk to EACH OTHER.”

For the past three days, a small brown bird has been trying valiantly to come into my house. He wiles away the hours […]

Identity theft comes with the territory

Thursday, May 15, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

The initial impact of parenthood snuck up and smacked me upside the head. No one was as stunned as Mr. Wonderful and I as the day we were told that the “me” that had only recently become “we” would soon become “three.”

We had talked about starting a family in a very abstract “someday” kind of […]

Friends wanted for playdates and coffee

Thursday, May 8, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

Paris Hilton needs a new best friend. Nicole Richie, former faithful sidekick, has gone and selfishly had a baby. So what’s a celebrity to do when looking for Miss Right by her side?

Someone to club-hop with, appear drunken and half-naked in public with, and play not-quite-as-pretty second fiddle to her fawning adoration of herself?

Why, create […]

Birthdays are just a numbers game

Thursday, May 1, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

My best friend is having a birthday this week. It’s a “milestone” birthday, which means I could have a lot of fun with this one.

I’m thinking flocks of brightly painted yard flamingos, “Honk to wish her a happy birthday” or a balloon-a-gram sent to work. I do not, as a rule, get up to much […]

Time lost and found

Thursday, April 24, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

“I’m in a hurry to get things done, I rush and rush until life’s no fun.”

— Alabama
Clearly, there is one dire shortage above all others that should certainly concern us all.

America is running out of time.

All we ever hear about anymore is how busy everyone is. We all have so much (too much) to […]

If you want to get something done, be somebody

Thursday, April 17, 2008 by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

“Politics should not be merely a spectator sport.”
— Lyndon Johnson
I did not set out to become an activist. It just sort of happened. I was shy as a child, or so they tell me.
I know my poor mother just walks around in a perpetual state of head-shaking wonder that the child she had […]