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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Perfect Dinner to Cure the End-of-Summer Blues

I don’t think I’m alone in saying that I’m over this summer. It’s like, enough already. If summer was a person, I’d tell her that she’s been very nice and all and provided us – at least here along the coast of New Jersey – with some pretty gorgeous weather but it’s time to say adieu.Read more…

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Doors Open. Doors Close.

File this one under: “Sometimes when one door closes, another one opens.” Or: “Doors open and close all the time.” It’s been strange here, this first full week of no other ladies living in my house. There’s been no one for me to tell that I’m fat (that terrible female pastime in which I oftenRead more…

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Yes, Please (Part 2)

To be filed under “Everyone’s a Comedian.” Also: “Just say ‘Yes.’” My 12yo son and I went to Trader Joe’s yesterday to stock up on English muffins and frozen strawberries. A weekly event. As we scurried through the hot parking lot toward the icy interior of the store, a woman I had noticed as IRead more…

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Welcome to Dudeville

Aside from my TV viewing habits – which skew towards zombies and bald methamphetamine dealers – I am a girly-girl. I like manicures and gossip and shopping. I’m afraid of spiders. I am not adverse to long conversations about the benefits of Keratin treatments and waxing and discovering the latest Ballard Designs catalog in the mailRead more…

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