This spring, on the cusp of her 21st birthday, my younger daughter flew from New Jersey to Minneapolis, rented a U-Haul and stretched a little further west—driving a few hours into North Dakota. Then, over the course of the next four days, she worked her way back east, making her last stop along the coastRead more…
Well, it totally happened this weekend. Some time while I was sleeping and probably in the midst of dreaming about snakes or giving birth, something far more sinister occurred. I turned 50. Yes. I know. It’s true. And contrary to popular belief – er, that is, what I assumed was going to happen – itRead more…
A few weeks ago I attended a big blogging conference in New York and was excited to meet the ladies behind Grown and Flown face to face. Their site focuses on parenting issues for those of us with kiddos in the 15 to 25 age range. In other words, parents who thought — all those years agoRead more…
Last night, my son – the oldest, who’s 22 – emerged from his camp down in the basement to ask me if I was making dinner. “I grabbed lunch out so am eating the leftovers for dinner,” I told him, which was met with plenty of foot stomping, cabinet banging and muttering. When the kidsRead more…
