That’s Not Athlete’s Foot
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...
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Columns & Collected Essays
- Sep 30, 2011
The Same Me, Only Better
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...
- Jun 27, 2011
Born this Way
When my husband, Brett, and I first fell in love, we were really in love. You know what I mean: madly, blindly, passionately, blah,...
- Nov 26, 2010
You Win Some, You Lose Some
I’m off to another charity benefit. Want to join me? Here’s the deal. It’s a Saturday night. I’ve blown my hair dry so that it looks...
- Oct 1, 2010
The Girl Who Played with Fire
“I don’t know how this could have happened,” I sighed. “Strange,” my husband, Brett, agreed. “A mystery.” We were holding between us my...
- Jul 23, 2010
Silence of the Iberian Ham
A few weeks ago, I wrote an article about two Type A–ish people (namely me and my husband, Brett,) traveling abroad and trying to strike...
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