Well, guys, here I am. I survived the haunted hotel. And I’m like 98 percent sure nothing followed me home. But that two percent sure…

It is the very nature of fall that brings about my complete abandonment. As October unfurls each year, my husband fades from my world, like…

Take my hand. Join me in the 1980s. For I am trapped there, and though the end is in sight, it is but a glimmer…

You may recall I scrapped my dad’s car. I got rid of my mom’s car, too. Doing so was way more work and way less…

I was all in when I committed to staying in the haunted hotel. Now, not so much. In a parenting triumph I’m sure would impress…

So I don’t like the outdoors. Obviously. But I married an outdoorsy guy. I’ve written many words about our opposing views in this space. Guys,…

I told you a few weeks ago I’m about to get scuba certified. I told you this certification is a whole new level of horror.…

In the words of Fiona Apple, I’ve been a bad, bad girl. And yeah. I’ve been careless with a delicate man. And while it most…

I have gone completely off the rails. The underwear was bad enough. What I did next was absolutely chilling. I swam in a lake. I…

I’m getting rid of my dad’s car. On its face, getting rid of a car sounds easy. Trade it in. Maybe give it to a…

In the wake of Top Gun: Maverick, my marriage was the 1961 Ferrari 250GT convertible at the end of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off – dented…

What should we talk about this week?  The guy dressed like Michael Jackson – single glove and all – I pass on the way to…

I am in trouble. I have actually become quite adept at getting in trouble. And I am, at this moment, on a hot streak. I’m…

I want to say something. But I need you to hear me out before you walk away in total disgust. I tried hot yoga. And…

You know, I didn’t think braces would change my daily routine. But then I didn’t think a movie would ruin my marriage. Apparently, I just…

Nothing drives home life’s futility like finding your dead uncle’s ashes in the trunk of your mom’s car. And he wasn’t alone in there. His…

Al Pacino has a memorable line in an unmemorable movie. It’s The Devil’s Advocate, and he tells Keanu Reeves his “stud” look is very, “Excuse…

I have a problem. It’s your problem, too. I can’t focus. If I can’t focus, I can’t tell you a story. If I can’t tell…