Our last CSA pickup for the season was last Friday, and so this week was the first in many months that I had to plan a menu that didn't ...

When I started my first full-time job fifteen years ago, I wore a tailored pantsuit to work every day.  I was the youngest in my department,...

"Do you know what my best secret power is?" my father-in-law asked me, relaxing into the pillows on our couch.  He had driven five...

I was given a FitBit, courtesy of Best Buy, for running the BlogHer 5K this year.  Lest you call me a hypocrite , let me be clear: I would h...

I don't generally sign up for inspirational email.  In fact, I don't generally opt in to anything that will come regularly to my i...

" Salad days " is an idiomatic expression, referring to a youthful time, accompanied by the inexperience, enthusiasm, idealism,...

There were a lot of rules about food in my family as I was growing up.  The post about breakfast got me thinking.  Not only did we have r...

Each month, my yoga teacher focuses on a different asana to deepen our practice, and this month's theme was hanumanasana .  Hanuman, acc...

My grandma left the world this past week.  She had moved into advanced stages of dementia, and suffered from COPD (chronic obstructive pulmo...

I've posted multiple times before about my beef with my family's holiday dinners.  In a word, I hate them.  Too many unnecessary app...

If you're a parent, you've heard the admonition that you're going to find yourself saying the same things to your children that ...

I've been thinking a lot lately about what it means to be self-centered.  It's kind of a sticky wicket, isn't it?  You're s...

My husband bought a Kindle not long ago.  He loves it, and reads most of his books that way now.  I, on the other hand, use it only when ne...

So I've been thinking some more about--and working on quieting--the green-eyed monster since my post the other day about experiencing en...