It was a beautiful summer night. The sun was setting, with the moon already bright and full in the…
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A calculated risk
First term is almost over. It’s time for parent-teacher interviews. Twice a year, I meet the…
Hang up the skates
It’s time to hang up the skates, air out the hockey bag and reclaim the downstairs bathroom.…
Sped up
Before I begin, I want it on the record that I am a good driver. I have a clean driving record;…
Wings clipped
I know Halloween is over, but I hope you will indulge me as I share this little story about the…
The winner is …
There are few television spectacles I love as much as the Academy Awards, but it is not for the…
Question of balance
I have figured out the ultimate Father’s Day gift to give my husband, the Carpenter, father…
Same as it ever was
I am reaching that age where I have begun to cling to a decade of music that is reminiscent of my…
Forget it, Mr. Craig
Daniel Craig didn’t call, in case you were wondering. Based on last week’s column, I am…
Breakfast
After years of unsuccessful date nights, the Carpenter and I are trying a new thing: date mornings.…
Class is in
The only thing more annoying than the reality that summer 2013 has come to a close are those…
Christmas spirit
Perhaps my lactose-intolerant soul should have skipped the eggnog, because last night I was visited…
Validation is a funny thing
I’ve never been a winner. I don’t have medals, ribbons on the wall or trophies on a…
Long weekends
The long weekend got me thinking about my plans for three full days off. That got me thinking about…
Dye laughing
What I’m about to tell you may shock you. It may even change your opinion of me. Here it…