I was a cloth diapering newbie when I first bought a stack of candy-colored nappies for a five-month-old Little Friend. When it came to diapers, I knew what “Pampers” and…
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This was one wedding Martha Stewart will overlook. She’ll adjust her teeny reading glasses and shuffle to the next couple in the review pile. Not because the wedding wasn’t poignant.…
I’m running out of names. Now that Little Friend is building attachments to stuffed animals at a speed that rivals the gestational period of drosophilas, I’m flummoxed. She’s not speaking…
I should be showering. I should be packing. I should be soaking my blistered, bruised feet (10 mile run prepping for half-marathon next weekend + ten hours in bridesmaid heels…
I am a liberated woman. The kid has been dropped off at her grandparent’s house for the weekend. I’m sitting on a bus (not Greyhound but the smallish, whitish variety…
Summer is officially over. Not because I developed my first case of popsicle toes while snuggled in bed last night (much to Big Friend’s chagrin). Not because maple whirli-gigs have…