I don’t like it when my husband has to travel for work. So, when he leaves, I often take the opportunity to throw myself a pity party. I like to whine about the evenings that seem to stretch on. And on. And ooooonnnnn. Or the weekends playing zone defense against Team “Let’s Drive Mommy Batty.” …
Thanksgiving is next week. I know. I’m in a bit of denial myself. I can’t believe how fast this holiday season has snuck up on us already. I’ll be hosting the festivities at our house this year, which means that over the next week I’ll be busy cleaning, ordering a premade turkey from New Seasons…
It’s been a trying week in our household. I’m sorry to say that, over the past week, our family has been a victim of a terrible, heinous crime. The perpetrator? I know. It looks harmless enough. But don’t be deceived by the appearance. Most recently, it’s been committing the most audacious of acts known to…
In the light of the moon, a little egg lay waiting. One candlelit evening, after a romantic dinner and a few martinis, the egg was, well, bombarded. And… pop! It started to grow. When the egg was discovered, the parents were ecstatic. They immediately dubbed the little egg “Chip.” Because, as they explained to their…
My husband knows that there is another man in my life. Someone I love, and who fulfills me in a way that he cannot. His name is Joe. Trader Joe. I might just leave my husband for him. In fact, I do leave my husband for him. Every Sunday, I traipse over to Trader Joe’s. …
