When I moved to Atlanta, I was 29, single and looking for love. When I was still unattached at 30, I was convinced that I was one step closer to living the rest of my life with a house full … Continue reading Cheeseheads, Deadheads and Me
After I gave birth to my son, the nurses were wonderful. They gave me some great advice. Most of what they told me related to the health of my little man, but they also offered useful tips, such as covering … Continue reading Teenagers…’Nuff Said’
It’s been twenty years, give or take, since my husband and I had a very practical and unromantic conversation about getting married. We were both in our 30s, obviously in love and so it made sense. Fortunately, this was not … Continue reading Still making sense after 20 years of marriage
Baking is one of those things where you either got it or you don’t, and I don’t. But I knew someone who had it, my next-door neighbor, Barbara. She had a knack for making the world’s best chocolate chip cookies. … Continue reading The Great Brownie Debacle
The older I get the more I start to contemplate the idea of creating a bucket list. You know, the list of things you want to do in your life before you, well, “kick the bucket.” Having not really given … Continue reading Bucket List
I woke up this morning at 6 a.m., 30 minutes earlier than my usual rise and shine time. It wasn’t planned, but I decided that it was the universe’s way of telling me to stop thinking about getting back into … Continue reading Help! I Can’t Commit
It was like something out of a movie. I was about 16 years old. It was nighttime and I was lounging comfortably between my parents on the overstuffed sofa that was just a bit too large for the room. We … Continue reading Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself
I am not a pet person. Don’t get me wrong I like cats and dogs. Whenever I visit my friends I enjoy seeing their dogs and cooing, “who’s a good girl or boy” (to the dogs not my friends). I … Continue reading Pets Make Everything Better
Like many little girls, growing up I thought my dad was Superman. In my mind he was the smartest, funniest, most wonderful man in the world. And then I became an adult and realized that while I loved my father … Continue reading Forever a Superman
When my son was about six or seven he took swimming lessons from one of the moms we had met at the local park. She had taught several of the kids we knew how to swim and we figured that … Continue reading Thanks for your concern, now please parent your own child
Covering the Gray 