Reminder: the questions posed in this occasional column are written by actual people. Dear Savvy Sister, I dated a guy I loved for quite a while. Recently he told me that he cheated on me while we were “on a break,” revealed that he loves me, but said we have to cut ties completely. He Read More
And here’s another problem with Facebook – it makes me feel bad about my life. It takes no more than a 15-minute perusal of status updates to convince me that I’m raising my children badly, not eating enough vegetables, don’t have enough friends, haven’t read enough books, and have totally screwed up my writing career. Read More
The kids went back to school yesterday. Forgive me for saying YEAH, YOU RIGHT! TAKE ‘EM, BITCHES! MY TAX DOLLARS AT WORK! that I’m not sure I’ll miss them for the seven hours and 42 minutes they’re gone each weekday. Their reentry into the education system was preceded by a trying day. Only the stomach Read More
In high school, I dated a really nice guy with a big nose whose deodorant smell was overpowering. I went out with him because nobody else was asking me out. One summer, when I was 16, we went to The Boot, a famous local bar near the campus of Tulane University that didn’t check IDs. Read More
Royal Caribbean’s Allure of the Seas is the largest cruise ship in the world. It uses a gallon of fuel to travel 44 feet, which is appalling, but oddly familiar, since while on board I needed a good swig of mojito to walk up a single flight of stairs. Fortunately, acquiring rum wasn’t a problem, Read More
I left this nest for barely 48 hours. When I returned, one remote control was broken, one was missing, the Pterodactyl was finishing off a 600-calorie bag of sour gummy worms, the Diva was sitting on the couch with a 1-lb bag of M&Ms, the children’s bathrooms had no toilet paper, the dog’s water dish Read More
My children love to go to the gas station, and it’s my parental ace-in-the-hole. “Guys, if you let Mom take a nap, I’ll take you to the gas station.” “YEAH!! OF COURSE, MOM, WE’LL BE SO, SO QUIET.” “Okay, we need to run some errands – I’ll take you to the gas station first.” “WHERE Read More
Children are like martinis – one is too many, two is not enough, three is too many. Still, they’ve taught me some valuable lessons. Here’s the first installment of Things I’ve Learned, a new occasional feature in which I chronicle my parental learning curve. Things I’ve learned by being a mother: 1. A large spoonful Read More
Reminder: The questions posed in this occasional column are posed by actual people. Dear Savvy Sister, What’s the best way to booze in your 40s? As much as I love my vino, I have noticed wine tends to keep me up in the middle of the night. What’s the science here? Is this a Read More
“Do you yell at your kids?” my friend A.R. asked. We were having cocktails one evening around a blaze in our new fire pit. AR and his wife and their two girls were visiting from Up North. Holy Ketel One, I’m glad they’re gone. My liver hurts. At first I wasn’t sure how to answer Read More
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