Feminine Wiles

On this beautiful autumn afternoon, it is 63 degrees in our house. Not in  every  room, of course. That would be crazy. We've had the fi...

I love cross country running. Whoa there, Speedy Gonzalez -- I love cross country running for my kids , not for me ! Running is hard. Runn...

Sigh.  A few days ago, Julia ran her last high school cross country meet here in Charlotte. And hoo boy, she sure wrapped things up i...

There's been a world between me and my 16-year-old daughter this summer. Literally. Not figuratively. Not metaphorically. ...

I am dog tired, tuckered out, and doing the 12-second blink. I daydream about sleep.  I crave it, plan it, fantasize about it....

“Close the door.” I’ve been a mom for some 16 years now, which means, without exaggeration, I’ve uttered those three little words some 5...

I have met the enemy, and the enemy is me – or really, my body , stuffed into and sadly overflowing a seasonal Lycra tourniquet. Yes, bath...

The day before yesterday, I watched as a stranger drove away in my car. Had it been necessary, I’d have had no problem picking him out of a ...

I am, by turns, both thrilled and terrified by writing. I feel compelled to "use my words"  – I find the process exhilarating – ...

A few days ago, in a pique of disbelief and irritation and disappointment, I admonished one of my teens, “You’re behaving like one of those ...