There’s No Painting in Dance Class!
I find myself giving a lot of pep talks these days. Whether it’s telling my high school students to stop obsessing over another dance team’s costumes/props/anorexic…
I find myself giving a lot of pep talks these days. Whether it’s telling my high school students to stop obsessing over another dance team’s costumes/props/anorexic…
The good thing about having a boyfriend is that when your family makes its annual Mother’s Day pilgrimage to the Toms River Olive Garden, you have…
It was bound to happen sooner or later. In fact, I’m surprised it took this long. Lately, you see, I’ve been reviewing as many as three…
You know you’ve gone off the deep end when you start talking in your sleep about tiles—not bathroom tiles, mind you, but gaming tiles. Little cardboard…
Because I get a kick out of trying to turn my preschoolers into “global citizens” at the tender age of three, we have a world map…
In just a few hours, The Wedding Date and I will be on our way to Maryland. It’s our first weekend away since we went to…
Presumably my father was being facetious when he suggested that I try on “every outfit” in my closet before heading down to Baltimore for my very…
I’m in bed, debating whether or not I should get up and make The Wedding Date a cup of coffee before he has to leave for…
I know, I know: it’s been a while. But it’s been one of those weeks and will continue being one of those weeks until about 10pm…
So like I said: I’ve been keeping a secret. It’s not a bad secret—in fact, it’s the complete opposite of bad, but I’ve been afraid to…
It started with my loofah—the gold travel-sized loofah that I picked up at Bath and Body Works last year. “You left you sponge thing here,” The…
This week was supposed to be my spring break. I was going to sleep in and read books and drink iced chai while commencing my work…