New year, new decade. By this point I’ve learned resolutions are futile. For about thirty days, the gym at my YMCA is chock full, friends order fizzy water instead of wine. People make bloated promises about waistlines, turning over new leaves and becoming better/leaner/healthier versions of their former selves. And then real life takes over. The Ben ...
Some men are born gift givers. They zealously clip ads, create lists, or file away a well-dropped hint. Others have different talents. My husband falls into the latter category. In all matters of gift purchasing, he must be led, like a bull with a nose ring, directly to the desired item. As in, sent the link to the specific item in the appropriate ...
November is the catwalk to the holiday season. Winter coats come out. Trees lose every leaf and the darned days keep getting shorter. This week I started combing through new recipes for Thanksgiving side dishes, knowing I’ll end up defaulting to the old standbys. But November is also the month we honor America’s veterans. Collectively we’re reminded ...
I was more than a little skeptical when a friend gave me the gift of a face reading session. I’d seen those movies where the fortune-teller works a scam under the table. And google certainly takes the guesswork out of meeting strangers. One look at my social media and you know the basics about my life, love and hobbies. Which is why I was pleasantly ...
Just about every woman I know read “Little Women” when they were young. I can still picture myself curled on up a 70’s mustard corduroy chair in our living room, completely absorbed by the indomitable March women. I related to Jo and her moxie. A little bit tomboy, a little bit rebel. The perfect heroine for a 70’s chick. The fact that my parents ...