Last Friday, the Husband lost his iPad. He left it on a Delta Airlines flight to who knows where. Yes. The brand new iPad that I surprised ...

Last night, about 11 p.m., as I was dozing off to the high brow intelligence that is the programming on E!, I received a concerned text from...

A few days ago, McKay asked me to pick up some new shoelaces for his sneakers. Being the responsible, loving parent that I am, I forgot. And...

The house is quiet but for the sound of pages turning, novels held in the hands of my boys. Their tired lids fight to finish just one more ...

One day a lovely pair of pants was sitting at home over Christmas vacation. Seen here: Okay. Maybe the pants really looked like this: This...

The other day, I walked in the kitchen to discover Chase shoveling food into his mouth from a bowl using only his fingers. At once disguste...

This morning, at the unholy hour of 7:42 in the a.m., the phone rang. Still reeling from the eating and napping hard partying I did last n...

A few days ago, I had a meltdown of epic proportions. Tears, crying, and, oh, did I mention the tears? I was decorating my umpteenth batch o...

It's been a busy month. Didn't mean to take such a long blogging break, but stuff happens. And in case any of you are left to care...

At the risk of being put on the naughty list, I offer this simple, declarative statement that sums up my feelings today: I. hate. everything...

I have decided to invent a new holiday. One that I'm positive can't offend all the First Americans Indians. But first? A little ba...

Last Thursday I finally turned 38. I say finally because I have inadvertently been telling people for the past two years that I am 38. I di...

A few years ago, when I first heard Randy Pausch's Last Lecture , I was moved to tears. Partly for the tragic horror it would be to fac...

Today is 11.11.11. I can't help but flashback to 8.8.88. I was in junior high, and my best friend Christina and I decided to have an ei...

I HATE PINTEREST. There, I said it. Too late to take it back. Though I should clarify that statement by also saying that I have yet to even...

A few weeks ago, I went on a little trip across the pond. Or did I mention it? My trip? Yes? All right then. Shut up. While there (and pr...

Yesterday, Hannah walked in the door, paused, and looked up with horror on her face. Instantly, I knew just what her problem was. "WHA...

Tonight is the night mothers everywhere look forward to with dread. Not only do you have to try to keep yourself out of the chocolate, but ...

Last night we had our church Trunk-or-Treat party. Which, as many of you know, is basically just 75 kids running around on a sugar high begg...

Whenever I hear people complain about their in-laws, I thank my lucky stars once again for mine. Though I was madly in love with the Husban...

The Real Bloody Mary, image via As I mentioned a few days ago, we are in the middle of The Remodel . Now before any of you hunt off to searc...

Remember the old Seinfeld episode with the Bubble Boy? I kind of feel like I am living it. Only without Jerry, Elaine, and their utter hila...

Internets, I would like you to meet one of my favorite things about Paris: Chocolat viennois. My sole source of caffeine after my one and o...