I have a play date this Saturday. Not for my kids (probably because we don’t have any), but for me. My wife arranged it. Except she doesn’t call it a “play date.” She calls it Game Night. She swears it’s something couples have always done, but she’s also the person who swears … [Read more...]

I was excited when the Neighborhood Crime Watch warnings were attached to the backs of the stop signs at each entrance to our little twin-home community. “We immediately report all suspicious activities to the police department,” they boldly stated. I felt safe. Large metal … [Read more...]

Underwear isn’t under anymore. It should be called outerwear or barely-hidden wear. Straps are in now. Or rather, they’re out. Out for everyone to see. It’s not unusual for two sets of straps--hot pink, lime green, purple, the brighter the better--to be plainly visible on a … [Read more...]

Each and every one of us signed a contract upon having children. Remember that piece of paper spelling out all the terms and conditions of parenting? Recall the fierce negotiations, the lawyers making clear to us our rights and obligations? It was the contract that you were told … [Read more...]

A clean refrigerator is a sign of a bad cook. Mark my words, I know. I've seen many a spotless fridge sitting inside the kitchen of a flawed chef. You know the type I mean. They're the same ones whose floors would rival NASA's for cleanliness, women who not only mop frequently … [Read more...]