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Jeans for Every Occasion. Seriously.

Ever since Jacob Davis and Levi Strauss invented them in 1873, workhorse blue jeans have been a part of the American landscape.  The advent of Lady Levis put them on the female fashion radar in 1934.  And we’ve had a love affair with all things denim ever since. Although we adore our brands with a… Continue reading Jeans for Every Occasion. Seriously.

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When Cupid Makes You Stupid

Many people remember the instant it happens.  And nothing is ever the same.  The sun is brighter.  Mr. Bluebird lands on your shoulder because you're just so darned happy.  You've become so annoying that your closest friends are actually plotting Mr. Bluebird's untimely demise. And that’s a sure sign that you are head over heels… Continue reading When Cupid Makes You Stupid

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When The Girls Go South

I've been spending time playing with paint, paper and scissors which will play hell with my upcoming deadline. Because Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest aren't big enough Time Sucks in my life. So before I throw myself into a Writing on Deadline Frenzy, here's what I've been working on. It was inspired by a column about… Continue reading When The Girls Go South

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Coming Clean

As my mother and I watched TV one night in the early 70s, I never suspected that the Flip Wilson Show would change my life. As we tuned in and adjusted the foil-covered rabbit ears, the fuzzy image on screen became clear. It was Helen Reddy belting out I Am Woman, the anthem that encouraged a newly… Continue reading Coming Clean

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Sign of the Times

  In all my years, I have never, ever had any incident in a public restroom that prompted me to think that is SO weird; it must be captured on film. But on a recent trip, that’s exactly what happened. I think it’s safe to say that upon entering the stall, a woman’s first and… Continue reading Sign of the Times

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Lost – The Home Game

By the time I heard the refrigerator door open for the fifth time in less than a minute, I knew what was next.  Footsteps were heading in my direction, just like clockwork. “Mom,” Older Boy asked, “Where’s the ketchup?” There are only two possible answers to this question at our house – the fridge or… Continue reading Lost – The Home Game

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How to Clean – The Teenage Years

When Younger Boy was little, I could always find him by following whatever trail he left behind. Not much has changed. Neatness has never been his strength.  Most of the time, I overlook it.  I choose my battles and tidiness has never been one of them. In small doses, a little messiness doesn't ruffle my feathers.… Continue reading How to Clean – The Teenage Years

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The New Rules of the Working Mom Reality – Part 2

Recently, I explained the New Reality of the Working Mom to The Boys.  But after a few weeks in the trenches, I realized I left someone important out of the mix.  Someone else who needs learn the ins-and-outs of the Working Mom World. That would be me. I’m a little out of practice. So to… Continue reading The New Rules of the Working Mom Reality – Part 2

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The Truth About New Car Envy

          My friend thoughtfully offered to give me a ride.  So when an unfamiliar car pulled into my driveway, I barely glanced up.  But there was my friend, smiling and waving, sitting behind the wheel of a brand new car. No wonder she was smiling. When I opened the car door,… Continue reading The Truth About New Car Envy