As working moms we’ve spent a good part of our adulthood checking all the right boxes. From the time we graduated from school most of us had a mental checklist of things we needed to do like move up the career ladder, get married, buy a house, squeeze out 2.5 kids, and try desperately not […] Read more…
For our third date my husband treated me to a home-cooked meal at his house. Even in my twenties I was quite a foodie having worked in the restaurant industry since I was fourteen. So expectations were high. So surprised doesn’t begin to cover how I felt when he served me pasta with sauce out […] Read more…
Until six month ago, aside from the two months it took me to get pregnant with each of my sons and the nine months of gestation, I had been on the pill since I was sixteen. In the spirit of full disclosure, there was that one time after the birth of my second and last […] Read more…
I just spent five days in Napa drinking copious amounts of wine with seven women I’ve known for twenty-eight years. No one ended up in jail. We didn’t get kicked out of anywhere. None of us hooked up with random men. Bunch of old boring bitches you might be thinking. To that I say: we […] Read more…
It was a tough week in the Corning household. My work week was absolutely brutal, I spent the better part of Saturday cleaning up dog vomit, summer finally came roaring in with 119 degree temperatures in Phoenix, my nine-year-old son lost the state flag football championship by one point after going undefeated all season – […] Read more…
I used to be so much fun. Like legit life of the party fun. I was a little crazy. Mischief was my middle name. You didn’t have to dare me to do anything because I was always up for an adventure. Then I became a mom. Sigh. You know it wasn’t just the kids. To […] Read more…
I knew something had changed when I was helping plan my friend’s birthday a few months ago. It was one of those big ones with a zero in it. She quickly dispelled any ideas of the typical birthday extravaganza her husband and I might have been entertaining. She broke it down to us like this: […] Read more…
I remember sitting in a junior level communications class at UMass Amherst in 1995 when one of my classmates declared that her goal was to be an MTV VJ. I was like, “say what?” I remember thinking that is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard anyone say. But in retrospect I get it. When […] Read more…
I turned forty recently. I’m not one of those freaks who dreads each birthday but my forties have definitely been different. There has been one shift in my forty-year-old-thinking that is so seemingly trivial it is embarrassing to admit. Because of all the terrible things in this world that I should be concerned about, I […] Read more…
I hate shopping. I’ve always hated shopping. My mother is basically a professional shopper (that woman has never met a sale that didn’t have her name on it) and didn’t accept the fact her only daughter hated shopping until I was twenty-five. It was a tough day for her – sorry to disappoint ya mom! […] Read more…