• Now You Are Seven »

    Dear Bruiser, This time last year, you were still my adventurous little kindergartner with a mouth full of baby teeth. What a difference a year makes. Between then and now,…

  • If Your House Were a Pottery Barn House »

    I’ll be the first to admit that I love seeing the Pottery Barn catalog in the mail. I can totally lose myself in its pristine, people-free pages, and dream of…

  • An Open Letter to Parents About Youth Recreational Sports »

    As a parent, I’ve stood on the sidelines of recreational sports leagues for 12 years now, and I’m convinced that we as a nation have completely lost sight of what…

  • Checking Out »

    “Hello ma’am,” the lady at the register said as I placed a pair of girls tights down on the counter. “Are you ready to check out?” “I am,” I said…

  • Thank You, Gail »

    In 2006, I started writing a newspaper column based on this blog for the Nashville Scene, my local alt-weekly newspaper. The reaction was mixed… I wrote a tongue-in-cheek, often snarky…

  • The Child Within »

    A few weeks ago as I tucked my nearly seven-year-old son into bed, I put a hand lightly on his cheek and said, “I really don’t think I can let…

  • Let Us Rise Up and Bridge the Gaps… in Public Restroom Stalls »

    My fellow Americans, I feel the need to come before you and tell you that we have a problem on our hands, a problem that affects every single one of…

  • The Shocking Truth About Victoria’s Secret Swimsuit Models »

    You know spring is on its way when the Victoria’s Secret swimsuit catalog arrives in the mail. Most of us have a love/hate relationship with this particular catalog. In order…

  • Let’s Hear It for the Non Pablos! »

    Oh Juan Pablo. Ay, ay, ay. The worst-ever season of The Bachelor ended explosively Monday night with Rico Suave Juan Pablo sending contestant Clare home just a few hours after…

  • Why I’m Not Ready to Be a Mom »

    Just before bedtime a few weeks ago, my nine-year-old daughter surprised me with some news. “I’ve decided to call you Mom instead of Mommy from now on,” she informed me….

Recent Posts

Now You Are Seven
Bruiser
April 14, 2014

Now You Are Seven

Dear Bruiser, This time last year, you were still my adventurous little kindergartner with a mouth full of baby teeth. What a difference a year makes. Between then and now,…

If Your House Were a Pottery Barn House
Live
April 9, 2014

If Your House Were a Pottery Barn House

I’ll be the first to admit that I love seeing the Pottery Barn catalog in the mail. I can totally lose myself in its pristine, people-free pages, and dream of…

Checking Out
Live
April 3, 2014

Checking Out

“Hello ma’am,” the lady at the register said as I placed a pair of girls tights down on the counter. “Are you ready to check out?” “I am,” I said…

Thank You, Gail
Live
March 30, 2014

Thank You, Gail

In 2006, I started writing a newspaper column based on this blog for the Nashville Scene, my local alt-weekly newspaper. The reaction was mixed… I wrote a tongue-in-cheek, often snarky…