Fleece is Fashion
I wear fleece the way that celebrities wear fur. (Faux fur, hopefully.) Sometimes, I drape it over my body. Sometimes, it lines my jackets. Sometimes, it pops out in unexpected places. Sometimes it...
View ArticleSkinny Knees
I’m not sure if you’ve heard, but I’ve got some fabulous knees. My calves, however, are another story. I’ve always had strong, wide, calves… partly because of genetics, partly from a lifetime of...
View ArticleBeen There
I’m fortunate enough to have a day job which requires copious amounts of travel. And even when I’m not working, I love cashing in my frequent flier miles for adventures in exotic places with my...
View ArticleScratch, Write, and Sniff
When I was in grade school, a girl in my class introduced me to scratch and sniff markers. My mind was blown by strawberry-smelling ink. For the next five years, our entire elementary class sniffed...
View ArticleIn Awe
I took a walk in the woods this morning. I take walks in the woods nearly every morning. Usually, I’m only concentrating on two things: waiting for my dog, Mabel, to poop… and debating whether or not...
View ArticleL.L. Bean models
Darn those L.L. Bean catalogues! They make me feel like I’m cheating on my husband. Where do they find these gentlemen, anyway? Women around the world know that the L.L.Bean catalog is the male...
View ArticleIf I were cool
I want to be a person who likes Sriracha. Sriracha= intrigue. I want to be a person who drinks their coffee black. The cool kids have no time for whipped cream or Cinnabon creamer. I want to be a...
View ArticleSo plush!
Nothing says “Don’t Mess With Me” like carrying an oversized Tweety Bird around the Jersey Shore boardwalk. Everyone at the fair knows that you are the best stinkin’ water balloon- fillin’ watergun...
View ArticleFor everyone with TRY in their hearts
A few weeks ago, I received a short email from a stranger in Vermont who hates my blog. He called me an embarrassment to the state and asked me not to advertise my “Vermontness.” He didn’t give any...
View ArticleReunion
I had an amazing outfit for my fifteenth year college reunion last weekend. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to wear it. I had attended my fifth, which was a blur of alcohol and lobster bakes, as well as my...
View ArticleNo Shirt, No Shoes, No Butter
I recently went to a seafood restaurant which had one rule: no butter. Everyone had to eat their clams and lobster and oysters without the oozy deliciousness of our favorite dairy product. The...
View ArticleEavesdropping in Ipswich
I’m a beach eavesdropper. And I know you are too. This past Tuesday, I spent a lazy vacation day with my husband on Crane Beach in Ipswich, Massachusetts. Here’s the thing about Crane Beach: it’s...
View ArticlePreggers
A little human is going to pop out of me in September. It could be a girl. It could be a boy. It could be a future pop star. It could Prince George’s future princess-wife. It could be a redhead, a...
View ArticleSchpaint!
“Governor’s Blue” “Let’s paint our house,” are some of the worst four words a wife could utter to her husband. I know because I live in a half-painted house. My husband and I decided to paint the...
View ArticleStoryland
If there’s one thing that my nephew was NOT going to do at Storyland, it was walk the plank. For a hot day, we had done well at the kiddie amusement park. My two nephews, ages four and six, had not...
View ArticleNearly 10% of the USA Olympic Team are parents. Two Olympians are named Carli...
I’ve drank beers with Olympic athletes. I’ve danced to Bruno Mars with Olympians. I’ve even been on the worst date of my life with an Olympian. (Nope, not telling.) And, sure, all of these Olympians...
View ArticleThe Busy Staycation
I had to force myself to turn off the computer. No errands to the post office. No tidying up the closets. No checking work email. No making plans for any reason. This was going to be a real staycation....
View ArticleBaby names
I’ve always been jealous of my friend Jenny Kiszkiss. Her last name, pronounced “Kiss kiss,” always made me smile. But I had Munsterer as a last name. It was a mouthful and it sounded like something...
View ArticleWith a Squeeze of the Hand
I’ll kiss anyone. (Or at least, I’ll air-kiss anyone.) I’m pretty comfortable with greeting friends, family and even strangers with a hug rather than a handshake. (I find the hug much more comfortable...
View ArticleAdvice To My 10 Year Old Self
Turn off the television and make something. Anything. Make a pinwheel. Make a lasagna. Make a paper football. Then, keep trying to make it better. Stick up for the underdog now, reap the benefits...
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