What I hope they remember about me
Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt hopes her children never forget no matter how big they get, they're still her babies.
Just add water
We have one favorite lake — most boat people do — and here we would spend some of the best days of summer. I found that on the boat I didn’t worry.
Putting the sweat in shop
I used to have a life where I left the house, went out in the world and accomplished things. I seem to recall I...
OK, it’s a guy thing
I think what separates the old and settled from the young and carefree isn't age, career-path, or even a certain wisdom.
The Great Pumpkin
I am the scourge of good editors because I tend to write about things in whatever the exact opposite of timeliness is.
Learning to let go is a hard lesson
Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt lost two of her pets this month. Telling her two children was the hardest thing she ever had to do.
Give me that merit badge, give me that badge
If I have learned anything from my years as a Scout Parent -- first with Cub Scouts (cute) and then Boy Scouts (cute, but...
Can I get a re-run of my 29th birthday?
We are (too) fast approaching yet another 30-something birthday and let me assure you the new has worn off.
Zip my lips, zip my lips, zip them all the way
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.
Are you a victim of cable TV?
Once again, I have let a perfect opportunity for martyrdom pass me right by. Isn't that always how it is? Blink, you miss it, and before you know it, all the good victimizations are taken.
