One of the hardest things for me to do is to just sit and think, to let my mind wander where it may. Maybe because that sounds kind of dan...

Yes, the day has come. The day that seemed so far off to a 16-year-old in 1967 when she first heard a catchy little Beatles ditty. I am 64....

Nothing pleases my poor little would-be writer's heart more than discovering the work of a real, true writer. Someone who absolutely n...

Is a flat-belly detox on your New Year's resolution list? So many concoctions have cropped up on social media over the past week, with...

When I started blogging almost ten years ago, I was looking for a way to clear my head of the silly stuff stuck in there that was holding ...

It's been a tough year, full of uncertainties, sadness, illness, and stress. We all carry stuff around that most folks don't know ...

I love winter. I love it for many of the reasons that most people hate it. I'm partial to cold weather. I love that it's Mother Na...

One of the big advantages to being in my own home for Christmas is that after all the wonderful, dear family time, I can come back at the ...

For the first time in nine years, I have a Christmas tree. A real one, not one concocted out of stacked books and a few well-placed orname...

We're in that sweet spot between Halloween and Thanksgiving. If you don't give in to the early Christmas push all around you, it...

When I was a little girl, I could never get to sleep the night before Halloween. It was a couple of notches down from the keyed-up restles...

Halloween. That time of year where every Walgreens and Target proudly declares in big bold letters sales for fun-size candy. Fun-size is a...

My Darling Daughter, It's that time of year again when parents wave bye-bye to their college-bound, newly employed, or recently marr...

So. Here I am. In Atlanta. Home. Funny thing, though. As much as I loved living in New York City, as much as I completely adore that old t...

My last night as a resident of New York City. The past couple of weeks have been stressful and tiring, and my experience with the movers...

This is my last night in the little Spanish Harlem apartment that has been home since February 2007. Most of the major sorting/throwing-aw...

Because you should read it at least once a year.  "When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to diss...

"Bills! I hate you so, I always will." (apologies to Marilyn McCoo and the Fifth Dimension) Paper, paper, paper. I have boxes ...

I heard her before I saw her. The nurse at Lenox Hill Hospital, where I was being treated for pneumonia several weeks ago, had popped in a...

A week ago, my colleagues wrestled me into urgent care after I'd shown no improvement with a cough and cold I'd had for a couple o...