When nobody knows the words, ’tis the season for a silent night
Let's face it: No one really knows all the words to There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays, or even The 12 Days of Christmas, for that matter. Columnist Kym Seabolt prefers to just hum along.
If you can read and share this, thank a preschool teacher
Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt pays honor to those arsenals of construction paper and paste, boo-boo magicians and holiday program planners we call preschool teachers.
Give thanks for traditional feast fare
Don't let the waistline police interfere with your holiday menus. Columnist Kym Seabolt urges readers to just say 'no' to nouvelle cuisine.
A new friend and family plan: Parents
It's time for parents to stand up and be parents, not friends, says columnist Kym Seabolt.
Christmas: To have and to hoard
Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt reflects on holiday shopping and stampeding toy riots.
Don your grown-up get-ups for Halloween and every day in between
Columnist Kym Seabolt has just the Halloween costume suggestion for you adults: How about the "Sensitive Male" get-up, or the "Informed Voter" disguise?
Shop ’til you drop your senses
Columnist Kym Seabolt's mother never bought a Veg-O-Matic based on the lure of TV commercials, so her daughter is not about to succomb to the lure of the "Perfect Pancake" maker, either.
Giving credit where credit is past-due
Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt promises she'd pay her $76 gas bill - if she actually had natural gas service. Collection agents still hound her for the fictional bill.
Love beyond measure: Wine glasses for weddings, mugs for marriage
It's just an old coffee mug, but for columnist Kym Seabolt, it's a symbol of wedded bliss: slightly worn, slightly comforting, but always present.
Smoke obscures reality, mortality
Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt says the anti-smoking warriors and the surgeon general just don't get it: Teens are immortal.
