When Sharks Aren’t the Only Scary Things at the Beach

This is what happens when one of your worst fears is realized, which – come to think of it – seems to happen to me a lot. I got down to the beach late Sunday morning to spend the final day of the long holiday weekend with my toes dug in the sand and talkingRead more…

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I Went on a Blogger Crawl and This Happened

This is the story about discovering things that have been under your nose all along. Recently, I took part in something called a blogger crawl, which was akin to a pub crawl in that a group — in this case of bloggers — visited different establishments but no alcohol was involved and we remained uprightRead more…

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Why Sending Our Kids to College is Making Us All Stupid

The more kids I send to college and the more tuition I pay towards that effort, the dumber I am starting to feel. I just don’t get it. Let me preface this all by saying that I’ve just returned from a whirlwind 48 hours at the ginormous state school my third child will begin attendingRead more…

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Friday Faves: In Which I Hate Everyone and Everything

In a strange turn of events, after loving practically everything I came into contact with last week and writing about proposing to any number of inanimate objects, this week I hate fucking everything. I actually joked about this phenomenon with another mom last night as we stood on a grassy hill, teary-eyed, watching our middle school’s graduation ceremony.Read more…

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Friday Faves

Here’s the thing about my mom: when she likes something she really likes it and really wants you to like it, too. Whether it’s a book she just read, new way to steam clean clothes with ice cubes or the chickpea salad she made the night before, she’ll mention it in a conversation and send a follow-upRead more…

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Feel the Love

I have a thing about people who don’t ask me questions. Like, I have a hard time wanting to be friends with someone who only talks about himself. Someone who doesn’t seem genuinely interested in me and maybe what I have to say on various topics. I have known people who drone on and on about themselvesRead more…

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