Life Out Loud: The first cut is the deepest
My nemesis is small but stealthy. It lurks under the model of health but, in fact, it's a silent slayer of innocent flesh. I am speaking, of course, of the mandolin slicer.
Life Out Loud: Learning to be a team player
I was not, as a child, what you would have called a "team player." Joining things just wasn't my forte. I did not play softball, volleyball, basketball or field hockey. Imagine my surprise to wake up and find myself a bona fide soccer mom.
Living the big bang theory
Yesterday I got bangs. As any woman knows, this is clearly a cry for help. Unfortunately I was seized by momentary insanity and my...
Greetings from nowhere
I’m not from around here.That’s probably why I got a chuckle when our local village’s Facebook status (yes, we are THAT hip) read “If...
Life Out Loud: Mean Moms of America, Unite!
I would like to call to order this meeting of the fellow Mean Mothers of America (MMoA). Our first order of business will be to erect a statue (chocolate, of course) to Mark Zuckerberg, Founder of the social networking site, Facebook.
Always growing like weeds
So I just spent maybe eight minutes weeding an area outside my front door and I deeply resent that time as eight minutes of...
Life Out Loud: Camping? Just give me indoor plumbing instead
I am not "the outdoor type." I made clear early on that Mr. Wonderful, an avid athlete and outdoorsman, had made a poor choice in mates. He did not marry anyone even remotely "self-sufficient" or "outdoorsy."
Life Out Loud: Where does the time go?
The graduate. She has deep blue eyes, a gorgeous smile, and her senior class superlative is “prettiest hair.” That makes sense. She does have the prettiest hair. It’s a gorgeous shade of deep, natural red. This was true even when she was mostly bald and later, briefly, when it all sort of fluffed around her head like a vibrant dandelion puff.
Land barons
When you're young and just starting to make a little money, (emphasis on "little") you are made to feel a failure if you don't...
Between me and the fencepost
First, let me state for the record that no dogs were harmed in the making of this column, though not for lack of trying.Great...
