Because the dog and the teenager sleep a lot and frequently are unresponsive, I have become adept at reading body language, picking up on nonverbal cues and bribing them with food.
Everything in life would be better if it worked like a library. Think about it. A library is built on trust, something that is in short supply these days.
Skyscrapers used to be safe. Airplanes used to safe. Movie theaters used to be safe. Then Friday happened.
I’ve come to the startling realization that I spend an alarming amount of time thinking about food.
I know what my brother can’t do. He can’t tell time, he has trouble tying his shoes and his reading skills are minimal. But what he can do is inspiring. He never complains, always has a smile and is happy to help out.
Cheryl Strayed's “Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail” is a memoir of regaining your footing, of the healing power of nature and of the burdens we all must shoulder.
It’s time to give up on mowing, aerating and fertilizing. Instead, lay down some love by transforming your backyard into a salad bar.
I never worried about my blood pressure, gray hair or insomnia until my son started practicing his driving. Now my neck hurts from swiveling it in every direction looking for pedestrians, cars and motorcycles.
“Awww, your baby is so cute.” As soon as this seemingly innocuous comment left my mouth I realized, much to my horror, that I had become “one of them.”
As all great garage-salers will tell you, what you set out to find rarely is what you come home with. And as much as I love a bargain, the people-watching is equally fun.
For her 75th birthday, my mother had only one request: To throw out the opening pitch at Wrigley Field. “I’ll start practicing while you arrange it,” she said matter-of-factly. My friends thought the request odd. Couldn’t you take her to lunch instead? Well, no.
In this week's column, I decided to develop my own Laws of Moving Physics to help any of you facing a move in the near future.
The other night, I started thinking about decorating, Steamboat-style. I think we furnish our homes differently from the rest of the country.
Procrastinators rejoice! The IRS has granted you a two-day extension for filing your taxes. Yes, you have two more days to delay.
Last week’s $656 million Mega Million jackpot inspired hope in millions of Americans. According to USA Today, Americans spent $1.5 billion on tickets — but the odds of winning were 1 in 176 million.