Stop the first dozen women you see on the street and ask them if they’ve ever thrown out anything from their Hub’s closet that he continued to wear 5+ years after it died. Ratty t-shirts, saggy sweatpants, pilled sweaters, stained sweatshirts. Nine women will admit that, yes, they’ve secretly tossed an item or two into…
Those of you who know me personally or who read my column (thank you!) know that I love red wine. I love the beautiful, swirling colors, the oaky fragrance, the warmth of that first sip of a good vintage, the subtle differences between varietals, and even the sexy, long-stemmed glasses. Actually, the long-stemmed glasses are…
Sitting with a group of girlfriends at a local vineyard, enjoying the expansive view and yummy wines, and the wine server gave us napkins inscribed with gold letters, asking: “If you could have one wish, what would it be?” We settled in for a lively exchange of ideas. We agreed to include only the wishes…
My DIL called me one day, describing a somewhat heated debate she and my otherwise perfect son had about what he calls her “shopping problem.” Normally, I don’t like to intervene in their marriage (okay, that’s a lie…Hubs has to physically restrain me most of the time), but I told my son that if my…