The day I stopped being "cool"

In reality I probably began my descent into uncoolness long before Saturday night, but that’s when I had my epiphany. It came in the form of a text message exchange from oldest son, who had a nickname here but now I can’t remember what it was. Oh yes - Bubta. (Whatever.) Anyway, he’s closing in on age 13 but think he’s more like 15 or 16. ...more

It's time once again for school fundraising Hell!

My fifth grader brought home the annual, first-day-of-school PTA fundraising packet. I knew it was coming. He was surprisingly jazzed about it. He gushed, “Mom, if I sell 200 items, I win an iPod Touch! Can I? Please?” In repsonse, I emitted a blood-curdling scream, and then my head exploded all over the kitchen. ...more

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Supressing My Inner Perfect Mommy

I went to pick up my three year old at his daycare center yesterday. He was ramming around outside in the play area with all of his little buddies, as they do every afternoon. As I opened the gate to gain access, one of the teachers approached me. She was holding a clipboard. Oh no, I thought. Who did my kid hit today? Or maybe he had a poopy accident again? What has he done today that will ruin his chances for admission to Yale? As she got closer, I braced myself for the bad news. ...more

Why you'll never see me "vacationing" in an RV

We have relatives who recently squandered their children's inheritance invested in a camper RV luxury motor coach. And not just any motor coach – a really pimped-up, top-of-the-line model. Worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. It’s so big, you practically need a CDL in order to drive it. ...more