Ah Mother's Day. When we're encouraged to laud the women who taught us how to tie our shoes, eat soup without clinking the spoon against our teeth, and to make beds with the corners tucked in. The woman who examined our research paper possibilities to make sure there was a woman for every man listed.... Continue Reading →
I love to write. Scratch that, I love when I have written. But all this promotion boloney that comes with it? Ugh.
Dating: Reservations at the super-fancy/can't really afford/won't like the food/you'll figure out how to pay the credit card bill later/restaurant; roses; fancy chocolates dusted with things that shouldn't be on chocolate Engaged: Jewelry, (bonus points if it's heart-shaped); Elizabeth Barrett Browning or Khalil Gibran poetry books; flowers, but not roses; thoughtful cards with sappy messages and... Continue Reading →
Need a last-minute gift for that special woman in your life? The one who is raising your kids? I know, I know. There are still loads of shopping days left. But as we're rapidly hurtling toward extra expensive expedited delivery or a dented box of discontinued scent territory, it's time to acknowledge things are getting... Continue Reading →