Put Down, Pick Up

It’s a new year, a fresh start, and blahbity blah blah blah. (Pardon my bout of cynicism; i’m under the influence of Sudafed.) Most days, sharing anything close to parenting “wisdom” seems laughable. It is laughable. If you’re like me, you’ve wished for a do-over button on more than a few occasions. Even so, over…

My Closet Exploded… and it’s Time to Do Something About It

I made a rather daunting and perhaps hasty new year’s resolution: to go on a shopping fast. To not buy any clothes for myself for a whole year. No scarves, no t-shirts, no half-priced dresses. No shoes or purses for that matter either. Or belts. Or flip-flops. Or even socks, given that the dryer monster…