When my friend Megan told me she was pregnant, I let out a “squeeeeeee!” to shame all “squeeeeees”. We were standing in her parents’ kitchen and I guess Adam looked
When my friend Megan told me she was pregnant, I let out a “squeeeeeee!” to shame all “squeeeeees”. We were standing in her parents’ kitchen and I guess Adam looked
There might not be anything more thrilling for a writer than seeing your name in print. For a load of awkward introverts, us writing types get strangely attached to our
My fella turned 30 yesterday, and this means that I got to spend all weekend doing what he likes to do, which is mainly eating and then proceeding to work
A note to all of my single friends: When you get married, after he buys you diamonds and you get new stuff from Crate and Barrel, you realize that he
Yeppers, folks, it’s finally here. We’ve eaten turkey and we’ve fought our way through the Black Friday crowds (was that just me? C’mon, do NONE of you have a sense
You guys totally know this about me, but I have to say it again. I love America. I’m totally going to be the embarrassing grandma who dresses my dog in
I’m not a very good cheerleader. First of all, I’m the least flexible person I know, I can’t jump and I would more than likely get hit in the head
I wrote this for Real Simple’s Simply Stated blogger contest. I didn’t win, but I thought I’d share my story with you anyway. “Howdy, ma’am!” He hollers, pushing himself off
On Sunday, Adam and a couple of his buddies ran a self-designed marathon around San Clemente. Adam had run through the trails many times and decided that rather than pay
Adam’s running a marathon this weekend and I’m going to supply him with scientifically-engineered, berry-flavored gooey treats and Gatorades and then make loads of beef for all of our friends,