In Which We’ve Lost Our Minds

“Bad news, sister,” my college friend said to me over breakfast a few weeks ago when I went out to spend a weekend at her place on Long Island. “All that Zzzquil could be making us crazy.” “Oh great,” I thought, “Let’s add this to the ever-growing list of things that keep me up at night.”Read more…

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It’s Not You, It’s Me

Ladies and gentlemen, if you’ve been feeling neglected by me lately, the headline of this post pretty much sums it all up: It’s totally not you. It turns out, the buying and selling of homes is a time-consuming venture. Real estate is a real time suck. I honestly don’t know how The Donald does it.Read more…

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That Time I Was a Superhero

About two weeks ago, I went downstairs to inspect my oldest son’s bathroom in our basement, terrifying in and of itself, and discovered a giant spider on the wall over the sink. Ideally, I would have paused to take a photo of the monster to share it on social media so you could really getRead more…

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Back to the Future

Here’s my wish for mankind: That when the zombie apocalypse has come to a close and the aliens land and try to figure out what the fuck just happened here on Earth, they don’t crack open the little safe on the floor of my closet and start reading my cache of journals for clues. It willRead more…

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Me and the Boys

About six weeks in, I continue to be amused by the shift in my surroundings. Or, more accurately, life with a big helping of sons versus a life sprinkled with daughters. I took my two lads – 22 and 12 respectively – to visit their sister at a giant university at a nearby state toRead more…

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Newfoundland: Not Your Average Ladycation

I was reminded recently why I love to travel. Why I need to travel. I returned last week from a four-day jaunt to Newfoundland with three other women and yes, I know, you’re not the only one who thinks this is an odd choice for a girls’ getaway. Why not Vegas or South Beach, you’reRead more…

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100 Days

After 73 days and a lot of breath wasted on telling me there was “nothing to do,” my youngest child went back to school today. And while a little over 10 weeks doesn’t sound so long in theory, when you’re trying to maintain a freelance writing career as well as attempting to keep things livelyRead more…

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