About an hour into the trip, I blew a royal gasket. “If you think for one cotton-picking minute that I’m just here to play chauffeur while you visit these colleges, you’d better think again!” I blared at my teenage son from the driver’s seat as our car chugged down the Massachusetts Turnpike. I knew our…
Holidays
Boo Bags and the Future of Humanity
Perhaps it’s the fault of the Me Generation. Perhaps responsibility lies with our culture of excess. Perhaps Emeril is to blame for teaching us all to “BAM! Kick it up a notch.” Whatever the cause, modern American society has an insatiable desire for more, More, MORE; and nowhere is that more evident than during holidays…
The Flip-side of Fall
Ah, fall … That glorious time of year when the air seems infused with the essence of the changing seasons. The aroma of just-harvested fruits and late-blooming vegetation, the nip of imminent winter, and the brilliant hues of flora and sky. Beautiful. However, like most things in life, there’s a flip-side. And nowhere is this…
My kids are TOTAL BRATS!
From the time I toddled around in droopy diapers, to the day I drove off to college in my VW Bug, I lived in one small Pennsylvania town. The kids who picked their noses next to me in Mrs. Rowley’s kindergarten class were the same ones who walked across the stage with me at our…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets