Family and Spouse

Living in Florida, I'm often struck by how much of my state wants to kill me and my children.

There is no laundry to do in the cave, no weeds to pull, no floors to mop, no toys to put away. No jobs, no retirement...

I'm going to bed tonight with five fewer mouths to feed.

A friend just shared a blog post with me that called out my favorite jeans as being ... da-da-da-duh ... Mom Jeans.

I keep seeing articles about moms who tossed out their kids' toys in my Facebook feed.

I read the Title Nine catalog like a magazine. I like the clothes, but I really like that they use mere mortals as models.

Monday was National Single Parent's Day. How did you celebrate?

I was that obnoxious mom who generates eye rolls because I attempted to raise the bar so high only a pole vaulter could clear...

A strapless rubber dress? Not after three kids. A closet cleanout leaves room for reality -- and new dreams.

Because if everyone else loves something and I hate it -- or even if I'm just "meh" -- I assume that my technique must be...