I know, I know. You “can’t.” Your boobs are too big. You have that issue with your knee. And that terrible thing always happens where you can’t breathe…
Last year, my sister posted to Facebook the above picture of our families’ combined Christmas presents under her tree (and all over the family room) and tagged me in…
As they trek through their ruined city, she thinks, We are all homeless now. There is no life left here. She prays that someone will take them in.
If you’re the parent of a child with ADHD, you’re not alone. In fact, an estimated five percent of children have received this diagnosis, and that figure seems…
I know, America, I’m just as upset over the ambiguously festive Starbucks cups as you are. What were they thinking? Not a Christmas tree nor a reindeer in…
During middle school, I was cursed with the typical, not-really-that-impressive variety of acne, the kind so many of us endured and most of which went away by my…
Husband: Hey hon, you wanna bake some cookies with me now that the kids are asleep? Wife: Didn’t we just bake cookies two nights ago? Husband: Uh, noooooo, it’s…
Emoticons. Vague, imprecise facsimiles of human emotion. They often seem to be saying something positive while simultaneously harboring an undercurrent of malice. They don’t even have eyebrows. How can we trust them…