winter is coming (and it’s only memorial day)

I was lying on a bed in a hotel room in the-middle-of-nowhere Virginia last week, waiting for my daughter to finish her final exam for the semester, when I posted the following on my Facebook wall: “Winter is coming.” And I know that Memorial Day is here, and maybe I’ve been watching way too muchRead more…

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Five Reasons Mother’s Day Was Pretty Okay

I used to joke that Mother’s Day was not for mothers. If it were, I reasoned, moms would be able to slip away, guilt-free, and spend the day free from butt wiping and nugget baking or whatever was the urgent-need-du-jour. But that never seemed to be the case. There were brunches to attend and pastaRead more…

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mommy math

I have a confession to make: although I purport to be this harried mother-of-four – making a sandwich with one hand while blogging with the other — the truth is that over the last nine months two of those kiddos have been far away at school. The brother and sister are back-to-back grade-wise so heRead more…

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impulse control

My ex-husband used to tell the funniest story about the day his parents got new barstools when he was a kid. This was the Seventies, when installing a bar in your basement and hanging a dartboard just steps away from your washing machine seemed not only relaxing, but logical. My ex’s parents were teachers andRead more…

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dear sheryl

Dear Sheryl, OMG, I totally love Tina, too! I read Bossypants once and listened to it, like, three times on long drives. I even let my then-9-year-old son listen along, which I’m aware is incredibly inappropriate, but I can’t help but hope that some of Tina’s funny, feminist wisdom seeped into his budding male psyche.Read more…

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knocked up

Everybody’s good at something. For instance, my neighbor Susan makes delicious cupcakes, my friend Kathy is a really fast runner and my ex-husband shovels snow like, well, nobody’s business. I am really good at getting pregnant. Seriously, it just comes naturally to me. My ex just had to give me a sexy look and nineRead more…

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