Thanks, Dancin Queen . Still have not stopped laughing at this one.

When deciding to re-read a certain shameful teen vampire series that rhymes with Mylight, it is wise to not start book four at nine-thirty i...

I cut my teeth and learned to walk to the soundtrack from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers and Cary Grant movies. I roller skated a lot. But...

My kids leave soggy, wet towels on the floor in their room after a shower. My kids ignore me for hours, and choose the exact minute I pick u...

Do any of you remember this? That was my babies in August of 2006. Here are some tidbits about our lives during that time: We lived less tha...

It is not often that I have an idea so profound, so succinct, that it changes my life forever. I know. Some of you are shocked speechless. ...

I got LOTS of emails after I posted about the delicious carb-coma inducing bread that I make. And none of them hate mail, surprisingly. See...

Well, no sense denying it any longer. Winter is here. In all her white, windy, wind-chill glory. Got the call from the school district la...

Travelin' Oma wrote a very thought-provoking post yesterday. She talked about assessing whether the posts we write are real reflecti...

I feel proud in admitting that my life is anything but glamorous. Our daily routine is about as far as you can get from the paparazzo-stalk...

I am breaking radio silence here at Casa de Stie. (I know. Try to contain yourselves.) We have had a lovely holiday break, and plan on mak...

Today it begins. Two glorious weeks with the Husband here, at home, with us. We almost don't know what to say or do, so strange is the...