Help! (I Need Somebody…)
This week, our beloved dog sitter, Erika, is taking a much-deserved break from her regular routine…Milo included. So, Milo has been happily jumping in the car every morning to drop the kids at school and then come with me to
Be Prepared
As I write this blog, Hurricane Lane is approaching Hawaii and residents are facing the largest storm in 26 years. News footage is dominated with charts of the storm’s path, balanced with residents buying water and other staples or evacuating.
Kids these days…
I write this post from Williamsburg as I deliver my three kids to my parents to stay this coming week—the annual parent-free visit with grandparents! My kids look forward to this week all summer…I am not sure my parents share
Your Social Security Statement is Not in the Mail
As with many providers of statements for all things, the Social Security Administration wants you to “go green.” Many of us have learned by now that’s code for ‘we want to save the trees, but we also want to save
Growing Old But Not Up
I am not the biggest fan of Facebook—I do recognize its value and admit to scrolling regularly to see what the rest of the world is up to, but generally I am not a huge contributor. However, this weekend, Facebook
Hello Robo?
High on the list for “Most Annoying Things in Life” for many people is robocalls. They come in several forms, and while all of them are annoying, a few can be downright dangerous. Often, the calls are a solicitation of
Celebrate Good Times, C’mon…
In keeping with the song titles theme that Nathan started a month ago, this weekend was filled with graduation celebrations for many of us. Despite the gloomy rain, we enjoyed the one we attended yesterday. Pictures of the graduate from
Reunited and It Feels So Good (and so does saving for college)
Since Sarah called me out on song references in her last post, I thought I would stick with the theme. I could remember the name of the song “Reunited,” but I couldn’t remember the artists. In my defense, the song
Short Range Optics
My family and I just returned from a trip to see the Grand Canyon—we are all exhausted and overwhelmed with all of the beautiful things we saw. None of us had ever been to the Grand Canyon before, so we
Don’t Be a Waffler
When you’re an 8-year-old kid like my son Coleman, and you LOVE sports, it’s okay to be a waffler. He is willing to (and pretty much does!) try anything and everything that involves a ball, stick, glove, goal, hoop, etc.