Posts Tagged: baggage check

My friend Meghan at Merge Into Health recently drugged me and forced me to sign up for convinced me to try her 10-Day sugar detox program. I’ve been trying off and on for years to eat better and lose weight, with only marginal success. Something always gets in the way: I slip and fall headfirst  […]

Happy St. Paddy’s – a couple of days late! This year I made corned beef and cabbage for the first time, and it was painfully delicious. Painful because, well, it’s not exactly health food, is it? But soooo good. I don’t know exactly where my ancestors are from (though I suspect many are from the  […]

Before you have kids, people will tell you that parenting will change your life, and push you to your limits. Especially the parents of young children, who will grab your arm in the grocery store or at parties and hiss out warnings, as though they’ve escaped temporarily from an institution and want to make sure  […]

Have you ever noticed that we often get into our favorite things because of other people? You’re not born a Packers fan or a knitting champion or a soccer freak or a Republican. We develop those parts of our identities over time, as hobbies, interests and opinions are presented to us and we react to  […]

The 86th Annual Academy Awards are just over a week away and I am simply vibrating with excitement. Oscar Night has become one of my very favorite nights of the year. It’s not just that I love the speeches and the tributes and the music (I do) or watching people interact on the red carpet  […]

Okay, I’ll own it – I love CBS Sunday Morning. Our kids pretty much know that unless we have other plans or make a trip to our favorite bagel place, Hubs and I will be sipping coffee in our pajamas watching “our show” for that hour and a half every week. They also know they’ll  […]

I had an oddly vivid dream last night. I’m not a life-as-movie dream person: for example, I never showed up naked on book report day in my fourth grade classroom, or had a dream that could be confused with reality except that my husband was Paul Rudd wearing a horse’s head and green tights. Ahem.  […]