Recently, my mantra has become "I have got to get my act together." I've been working long hours and traveling more than usual and juggling my kids and my house, and I'm feeling a little scattered. At least once a day, I look around at the piles -- of laundry, of papers, of stuff we're too lazy to put away -- and I think, "Seriously, I have got to get my act together. But I need help." I'm sure you know the feeling.

Recently Suppernanny aired its 100th episode. The show got its start in the U.K. in 2004, the year my daughter was born. It hit the U.S. the following year, and I quickly became an addict. To my detriment.

Last Tuesday Natalie Randolph became the only female that coaches a men's varsity high school football team in the United States. She isn't the first woman ever hired to coach a men's varsity football team; she just happens to be the only female employed in that position in the United States today. Randolph also managed to accomplish this feat in Washington D.C. The last time the D.C. public school system hired a woman as the head coach of a men's varsity football team was 1985. Wanda Oates lasted one day at Ballou High. Natalie Randolph has already made it six times as long as head coach of the Coolidge Colts.

The push to expand domestic oil and gas drilling in the United States is creating some vexing dilemmas for homeowners who complain about what some companies are doing under the surface of their land. According to a new documentary, Split Estate, energy companies that obtain drilling rights on private lands are subjecting homeowners to toxic pollutants, ruining their livelihoods and generally wreaking havoc with the quality of their lives. At the same time, some homeowners and municipalities see the practice as a lucrative opportunity, and energy companies insist they make every effort to respect homeowners rights. Meanwhile, proposed legislation in the House and Senate that would force some drilling companies to disclose information about the toxins they produce is stuck in committee.

Subtitle: Alas, poor Ben, I did not know him at all! Sub-subtitle: Ben, the two of us need ... wonder who the hell you are no more! Oh, um, did I mention: SPOILER ALERT! Jonathan's design. Image: Lifetime