My lost, and found, popularity
When I think of all the years of my youth I wasted worrying about being popular, why, I could just weep.
Forging a ‘failure for life’ in first grade
There is a certain, delicious agony in failing first grade. Granted, it's virtually impossible to really flunk out on the second day of school, but me, I'm an overachiever.
Here’s to a not so ‘perfectly’ good year
On your mark, get set, go back to school! That rite of passage, the "back to school season," is upon us once again, ready or not.
My friends have me flying out of control
I am running with a bad crowd. Somewhere there is a bookish gathering of nerdy, sedentary types missing me terribly.
Missing: Some sense of security
He would have been 31 years old last November - November 14 to be exact, which stands out for me, because that is my birthday, too.
Fashion platform: Ugg-ly fads should end
I have a limited fashion sense due to one minor detail: I'm not six-foot-nine and the weight of a Q-tip.
Making memories at your family reunion
Every person should have at least one breathless, wide-eyed memory of summer.
Leaping off a sun bleached wooden dock; casting a line into an icy clear Midwestern lake; clinging blindly to an out-of-control paddle boat with the sickening realization that you are heading straight for a monstrously large shoreline poison ivy patch.
She has officially come undone
As usual, I'm ahead of the curve in all the wrong ways.
Just once I'd like to be the first to buy the next hot stock, embrace the next fashion-forward look, or even have the season's hottest salad dressing on my plate before anyone else (Lime Kool-Aid vinaigrette anyone?).
Sealing the deal: Duct tape fails, too
Duct tape: It's not just for pipe repair and hostage situations anymore.
Recently, in an embarrassing setback for NASA, a temporary window cover fell off the shuttle while it was on the launch pad, damaging thermal tiles near the tail.
It’s up to you to prevent PDA
Back in the day we shunned PDA.
No, not personal digital assistant - that's so 21st century.
PDA was Public Display of Affection, i.
