In the Big City

We're not in Fuquay-Varina anymore! We’re off on vacation for a few days. We left at 6 a.m. to drive the eight hours to New York City. Leaving at the crack of dawn has its advantages when you have teenagers. They sleep-walked to the car and then pretty much slept until New Jersey. The plethora of electronics we packed kept them busy for the rest of the trip. Once we got into New York City, it…

• Posted 1 yr. ago.

Why Can't We Be Friends?

You would think that almost a century after women banded together to gain the right to vote and several decades after we burned bras together and demanded equal pay for equal work, we would actively cultivate the solidarity that helped our gender make huge legal, political and social strides toward equality. But somehow we’ve managed to divide ourselves with our strident views, self-righeousn…

• Posted 1 yr. ago.

Other People's Kids

"Sure, children are the greatest gift of all -- but that doesn't mean you want to be seated next to one on an airplane." From the Quail Ridge Books description of "I Hate Other People’s Kids" by Adrianne Frost

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Alone Time

When is the last time you were alone? I mean REALLY alone? Before this past weekend, I think that my honest answer would have been, oh, about 15 years ago. My husband travels frequently for business, leaving me “alone”…with my kids. I do take the occasional weekend away from my family with my best friend or with the golf girls. But, I’m not really “alone.”

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To My Dad

My parents married at the tender age of 20 and decided to have two children. My sister arrived almost a year later. (My son recently asked me, “Were Mema and Pepa [their names for Grandma and Grampa] married when Aunt Lin was born?” I cracked up and said, “Yes, honey. That’s the way they did it back then!”) I followed about two and a half years later and the family was com…

• Posted 1 yr. ago.

Nothing to Loose

Two people who share my disdain for the sorry state of grammar and usage in the English language happend to e-mail me on the same day, both inadvertently inspiring me to write.

• Posted 1 yr. ago.

Vomit and Sympathy

My kids have never been big pukers.

• Posted 1 yr. ago.

The Spice Channel

Posh? Scary? Sporty? Those girls got nuthin’ on me. I am hereby ordained Mommy Spice! When I stopped working five years ago, some of my friends thought I would go crazy. I mean, what would I do with all that time? One friend commented that within the first week I would have everything done including organizing my spice rack and then wouldn’t know what to do with myself. I’ve somehow…

• Posted 1 yr. ago.

My Sordid Life of Crime

Up until Thursday morning, I considered myself a relatively law-abiding citizen. Relatively because last week I was thinking about what to cook for dinner and drove through a red light, realizing it only when the truck that was attempting to turn into my path (so he had the green light!) honked at me. He honked politely…this is Fuquay-Varina, after all.

• Posted 1 yr. ago.

We Interrupt This Year ...

• Posted 1 yr. ago.