I have a lot to learn about chickens. And dogs. And not mixing chickens and dogs. The boys and I brought home our first two chickens ye...

I wasn't all that prepared. No new outfits. I didn't have his backpack ready. I didn't even know for sure what time we needed to...

This weekend was wildly productive. Kevin and I did one of my favorite things - yard work. While that sounds sarcastic, and while sarcasm is...

Last night, this post was a copy of Hugh Hollowell's story about what happened near Moore Square yesterday morning. Citizens of Raleigh ...

“Is that your real smile?” he asked as he raised his iPhone to take a picture of me. I have never been good at pictures.  It’s as sure ...

Summer winds down, and I find myself both anxious for fall to really get here and already regretting the things I didn't do over the pas...

This . When you've bought the boys a Happy Meal because you didn't have time to get them dinner at home because somebody thought kar...

Since we're on the subject of penises (What? I have two small boys. We are always on the subject of penises), there is this conversation...

Yesterday, Governor Pat McCroy took a plate of cookies to a group of women protesting outside of the governor's mansion. They chanted ...

By Sunday, I was really ready to come home. There were things I wanted to do - an invitation to the Art Institute or a sightseeing cruise - ...

Walking through the expo at BlogHer is overwhelming. There are so many people and so many booths and so much of all the stuff in the world. ...

It's that time again. Time to pack a bag and head to BlogHer. I actually have goals this year. Having the honor of producing  List...

Oh, Paula. You've gotten yourself into quite a mess, haven't you? My Facebook feed is full of people from back home who want to ...

Last night I dreamed that Momma and I were shopping. We were in some hip little downtown area, very much like Asheville, and we were in stor...

Colin and I were on a date. Everyone else had plans or meetings, so the three year old was stuck home with Momma once again. I decided tha...

I'm not sure how to celebrate a birthday when you aren't here to actually turn another year older. Cupcakes with big piles of uns...

Dear Mallory, Today, you turn 17. It's a magical age. You are so close to being an adult, but yet you still get to claim childhood. Fo...

Something spectacular happened today. LympheDIVAs released a new line of sleeves in memory of Susan. They are sleeves designed using image...

Here it is. The last hoorah of my 30's. I told Kevin tonight that I was feeling introspective about it, and he thought I meant I was reg...

Almost a year ago, I stopped coloring my hair. It was partly an "I-don't-give-a-shit" decision, and partly an "I'm-lu...