I rarely take taxis anymore, but when I do I get extremely nauseous. The minute I enter, maybe even before my feet hit the floor, the bile rises to my throat before I can ask, "can you please roll my window down back here?" Why do all taxis smell the same? It's not an altogether terrible …
Because Life is Incredibly Sad – We Buy Tiny Bottles of Lotion
There's a bittersweet tinge to the air right now. As I weep happy tears scrolling through all the back to school photos, I think of the family I met yesterday at the mall. My girl and I were out on a mama/daughter morning - you know, pancakes out and walking around the outdoor mall. The …
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The Truth About Vacations with Kids
A year ago I wrote this post for my dad's 70th birthday - Charging into the Atlantic - My Dad and Cape Cod. Shortly after my whole family read that post and got all fired up about missing the Cape so much, my dad (in a very Oprah like manner) announced that WE WERE ALL …
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