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So I don’t like the outdoors.
Obviously.
But I married an outdoorsy guy.
I’ve written many words about our opposing views in this…
I told you a few weeks ago I’m about to get scuba certified. I told you this certification is a whole new level of…
In the words of Fiona Apple, I’ve been a bad, bad girl.
And yeah. I’ve been careless with a delicate man.
And while…
I have gone completely off the rails.
The underwear was bad enough. What I did next was absolutely chilling.
I swam in a lake.
I…
I’m getting rid of my dad’s car.
On its face, getting rid of a car sounds easy. Trade it in. Maybe give it…
In the wake of Top Gun: Maverick, my marriage was the 1961 Ferrari 250GT convertible at the end of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off – dented…
What should we talk about this week? The guy dressed like Michael Jackson – single glove and all – I pass on the way to tutoring? My…
I am in trouble.
I have actually become quite adept at getting in trouble.
And I am, at this moment, on a hot streak.
I want to say something. But I need you to hear me out before you walk away in total disgust.
I tried hot yoga. And…
You know, I didn’t think braces would change my daily routine. But then I didn’t think a movie would ruin my marriage. Apparently…
Nothing drives home life’s futility like finding your dead uncle’s ashes in the trunk of your mom’s car.
And he wasn’t…
Al Pacino has a memorable line in an unmemorable movie. It’s The Devil’s Advocate, and he tells Keanu Reeves his “stud” look is…
I have a problem.
It’s your problem too.
I can’t focus. If I can’t focus, I can’t tell you a story…
First of all, I’m alive. I made it home from Montana.
At the moment, however, I would almost accept death.
I disembarked from my…
I’m flying this week.
I’m not afraid to fly. I actually love to fly. It feels cosmopolitan and cultured. And who doesn’t…
My husband was on an excursion in the Canadian wilderness. Trips like that reduce communication routes to satellite phone, for contacting the trip outfitter, and…
It’s my birthday.
Don’t wish me well. I’m clinging to my 40s like Chrissy Watkins clung to that buoy in Jaws. I…
The temperature was a dusty 97 degrees. I was parked in a remote parking lot of Yellowstone National Park. Two dark figures ambled on the…
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