This past weekend I ran a half marathon. It isn't so odd to hear that these days.  It seems anyone and everyone has hopped on the mara...

Last month we took yet another trip to Disney World.  We are those people.  We go to far too often, and yes, we even went prior to having ch...

A few years ago I read Joan Didion's memoir, The Year of Magical Thinking , which chronicles her struggles the year after the sudden dea...

From the time he was born - five years ago, my baby boy Casey has been unique. For the first few weeks of his life, his left ear would dro...

My 7 year old introduced a new term to the family last week, when we were talking about how his little brother is about to turn 2 - "do...

It's been a while since I've had a good Netflix binge.  And by binge, I mean watching episode after episode like a drug addict.   It...

This summer was one of excess.  Too much food, too much drinking, and too much fun. It was absolutely fabulous. We took trip after trip ...

Seven has always been my favorite number.  For weird, childhood reasons, like the fact that I was born on a day divisible by 7.  And that my...

My Facebook feed has been flooded with first day of school pictures.  Tis that time of year! Everyone is heading back to school, dressed in ...

Summers are for relaxation.  For swimming.  For breaking the rules and abandoning a schedule and flying by the seat of one's pants.  Sum...