How I Learned to Shovel Snow

I’ve spent most of my life being capable. Adaptable. Resilient. I’ve never really been one of those damsel-in-distress-types. But sometimes, I’d really like to slip into that role. I’d really like some Dudley Do-Right to come galloping to my rescue and, like, fix my running toilet or figure out how to move my router. ButRead more…

Dislocated

Here’s another exciting fun fact I learned about myself the other day, something I think we can add to the list of interesting tidbits we already know about me, which include my oft-noted thin ankles (dudes, it’s the only naturally small part of my body) and that I am a skilled armpit farter (truly, anotherRead more…

Landslide

In the mental photo album I keep tucked deep within the cracks and crevices of my ever-failing memory, lay the snapshots of certain key moments of my life. They’re the ones I pull out to study in the middle of the night or while driving alone in my car. The ones that I can’t forget. Unlike theRead more…

How to Market Your Family

This is an updated version of something I wrote last year cursing this annual insanity. It started the day after Thanksgiving last year, the annual marketing campaign going on in homes across the country that gives new meaning to the term Black Friday. Inside my mailbox on that day, along with 20 pounds of PotteryRead more…