Feminine Wiles

Last week was wretched.  Miserable, horrible, terrible.  So very bad that, if it hadn't had been so very awful, it would been comical.  ...

It’s Day Two of 2011 --  a.k.a. the “Year of Loss” Chez Wiles --  in which I’ve resolved to lose weight, bad habits, and mental stressors. ...

Son was incredulous right from the start. When I began writing Feminine Wiles – and at that point, it was more of a daily addiction than ...

A few months ago, when I was invited to “guest blog” on Charlotte Observer’s MomsCharlotte.com , I agreed to write about the struggles and ...

Yes.  I have a calendar.  An up-to-date one, at that.  But like so many stay-at-home-moms, my “New Year’ didn’t begin until today – the day ...

Dear Friends and Family, Depending on how you look at it, mea culpa (“my bad”) or pulvis vos felicis  (“aren’t you lucky?”).  I haven’t ...

They call me “Mrs. Wiles.”  Or “Ms. Wiles.”  Or “Cheri.”  And sometimes, “Miss Cheri.” Turns out, the name game is pretty complicated -- a...

Crap.  (Sorry, Mom.) When I pulled into the driveway a few days ago, a 20-foot tree limb blocked my usual parking spot.  Again.  Only a few...

I’m a terrible procrastinator.  In the evening, when I’m trying to dodge mundane responsibilities -- like fixing dinner --– my postponement...

If I were still married, today would be my 24th wedding anniversary. But I’m not, and it isn’t. Not that today is particularly difficult...

I am, without a doubt, a see-a-penny-pick-it-up, jinx-you-owe-me-a-Coke, lift-your-feet-over-the-railroad-tracks kind of girl.  (I still ra...

I found out today.  I am divorced. Not a shocker, I know.  My (now) ex-husband and I separated over a year ago.  We submitted ourselves to...

Although I'd been a copywriter for years, as recently as one year ago I could not have written a blog. Not that I didn't want to. ...