Columns & Collected Essays

The box arrived from Bloomingdale’s just as my husband, Brett, was walking out the door to attend a neighborhood meeting one evening. ...

Originally posted on the Huffington Post on January 18th. Read it here or below. Let me get one thing straight here, oh Moms In...

A note: This article was written by my husband, Brett, as a joke. He emulated my writing style and vented about me the way I always do...

I don’t know about your family, but in mine, we like to use sayings. Sayings are efficient. They cut through the specific and hit on...

I want to live on Nantucket. Let me qualify that: part of me wants to live there. The artsy, romantic, writerly side of me is drawn to...

When my husband, Brett, and I first fell in love, we were really in love. You know what I mean: madly, blindly, passionately, blah,...