Remembering Gratitude When You’re Not Really Feeling Too Grateful

Someone nominated me to take part in that Gratitude Challenge that’s been going around on Facebook over the past week or so and my initial response was, “Fuck you.” When I first saw the notification from Facebook pop up on my iPhone screen that I’d been tagged in something, I was coming off of aRead more…

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Gains and Losses

In theory, you would have thought I’d be happy they were leaving. I mean, I scored a lot of swag over the last few weeks as my next-door neighbors frantically cleaned out their house so they could pull up stakes and move to Hong Kong this past weekend. They needed to clear out for another family inRead more…

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Summer ’14 Highlights: ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ and Egg Whites

My two daughters came into my room this morning to find me lying on my bed, typing on my laptop. “Mom, are you wearing real clothes?” one of them asked, and she started to inspect the strange pleated pants I was wearing that I bought at Athleta recently and had really taken a cotton to.Read more…

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Dating Naked: The End of the World as We Know It

It’s official: The end of the world is right around the corner. How do I know this? Because I just learned about a new show on VH-1 called Dating Naked, and if that is not a sign that civilization is about to implode, I do not know what is. I’ll be honest, I have notRead more…

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3 Things I’m Obsessed With This Week

I am an all-or-nothing kind of person. I either REALLY like something or am toally meh about it. As noted in the past here, I’ve applied this philosophy to things like wine and tanning (love) and finding a new job (not so much). And usually, when I’m really in love with something, I want to tell everyoneRead more…

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‘How Ugly is This Guy?’: Things My Kids Ask About My Dates

“Okay, Mom,” said my 17-year-old daughter, totally out of the blue not long ago. “How ugly is this guy?” We had been lying around our den one afternoon – along with her older sister and best friend from across the street – laughing and chatting about nothing in particular, when she asked her question. IRead more…

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