The days of the week invoke certain feelings for me. If I wake up realizing Sunday is actually Monday, my mood changes drastically. This is how I talk to each day of the week, like I know each one personally: Dear Monday, You sneaky little b*tch! You just slipped right out from … [Read more...]

I never thought I'd ever be a middle-aged suburban housewife, but here I am and it's no 'Desperate Housewives' where I live. As far as I know, no one is sleeping with anyone else's husband or wife. No one has killed anyone in the neighborhood. A plane hasn't crashed into our … [Read more...]

AI am every parent. Or most parents. Or at least one of the parents who live in my house – which is one of two, or one-half, or 50 percent, but who’s counting? I represent the good folks who live a normal life with numbers serving as a daily, and integral, portion. I can measure … [Read more...]

When I arrived in Marin Country 20 years ago, the first thing I noticed was the number of restaurants. There are almost as many restaurants per person in Marin as there are therapists. Almost. Marin County has three kinds of restaurants. There are ones that serve good old … [Read more...]