When your mama didn’t raise you right
All of my columns carry alternate titles (if only in my head). What the nice typesetter might call it and what I call it is often something else entirely.
Deck the halls with gravy boats
Someone shanghaied my gravy boats. In the wee hours of Thanksgiving morn there must have been a wee gravy mutiny, because I realized I...
Practice makes perfect sense
They are to stand in three (almost) straight lines on the shiny wooden floor. Tennis shoes screech loudly in that nails-on-chalkboard yet oddly satisfying way that they sometimes do on gymnasium floors, as 46 feet swivel into position.
Daddy’s girl
Kym Seabolt's daughter loves her apartment, law school and her grown-up life, but she will always be her daddy's girl.
Unlucky number thirteen
Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt strikes 13 from the list of numbers.
Everybody wants my information
Columnist Kym Seabolt wants to know why everyone wants to know her mother's maiden name.
Real life movie ideas for Hollywood
Hollywood just doesn't get it: Real life is hard to replicate on the big or little screen, says columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt.
Wildlife selfie?
Kym Seabolt reminds us that wildlife can be dangerous, skipping the selfie may save your life and posing with a tiger for your dating profile isn't cute.
Happy birthday not-so-baby
GirlWonder's father and I sit back and can scarcely believe that 17 years ago today we sat both bored out of my mind and simultaneously scared to death in a hospital room waiting for our second born child to make her debut.
Carpool is life in the slowest lane
If you can read this, I have survived to write it and (blessedly) not been killed in a tragic multi-car pileup in the carpool lane.
