My last first Valentine’s Day was twenty years ago. So let’s just say I’m a bit rusty at this thing. Actually, my husband and I are both a bit rusty. We don’t plan on Valentine’s Day anymore. At least not the traditional kind. But we have our own version. This year, we spent it at…
The Day I Was Filled With Rage
I love my kids. I really do. And there comes a time when that love is tested. Such as when the GI doctor tells you your 7-year-old has to do a colon cleanse, followed by your (not-so) brave decision to do the cleanse with your son. Maybe, I should have thought about that for a…
It’s Not Just for the Birds
Pigeon Point LightHouse Over the summer, we lugged our kids to head up north. It was our intent to head to San Francisco but we did not quite make it that far (happily). Instead, one of my best friends who live in the area took us to a lovely road trip that included a stop…
P is for Romance (Paris, that is)
One of my favorite cities in the world is Paris. Nothing evokes romance more than Paris–the Eiffel Tower, the cafe in a centuries-old alley, the boat ride down the Siene, and the food! Oh, the food. Nothing makes me say “Oh-la-la” more than the food in Paris. Everything tastes so much better in Paris. Maybe…
