Tales From A Middle-Aged Marriage

I have a weak spot for sap and sloppy sentimentality, especially when it comes to music. I mean, truly. I get misty just thinking about Total Eclipse of the Heart. So you can imagine how fraught with emotion my middle-aged self was last week when John Legend's All of Me came up on my son's... Continue Reading →

If It Takes 10,000 Hours to Become an Expert…

You know there's that famous Malcolm Gladwell "it takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something" thing? Well, here's a partial list of things, which, by that criteria, I feel like I'm an expert in. Carrot peeling Closing doors Right-side outing socks Flushing un-flushed toilets Packing lunches Embarrassing myself Finding ways to say "no"... Continue Reading →

April 9, 2018 4

My Life as a Sponge

We've all had shit days. We've all had days when it feels good to unload on someone else: a secret we've been carrying, a ball of anxiety knotting its way through our digestive tract, a fear, an embarrassment, a hazy memory of dancing on a table after that shot of tequila... If we're lucky, we... Continue Reading →

March 21, 2018 6

Best of Men and Best of Husbands

Occasionally people ask me if I hate men. Playing a feminist version of the old "Bloody Mary" game of slumber parties past, I've stood with eyes squeezed shut and asked a mirror the same question. "Do I hate men?" "Do I hate men?" "Do I hate men?" When I've opened my eyes, the answer is... Continue Reading →