My sister’s favorite movie is Runaway Bride. To be fair, favorite may not be the best word, so let’s just say it spoke to her, loud and clear. Much like Julia Roberts’ character, she no longer knew how she liked her eggs. She too had lost herself, in one relationship after another. Countless women discover this at..
Deep in the trenches of new motherhood, up to my elbows in diapers, up to here with people telling me “this too shall pass,” and convinced I was a failure, I consoled myself by starting a list of what I’d done right, things I could be proud of as a mother. Mind you, up until recently I..
Elizabeth is…one jerk away from becoming an evil, heartless bitch. I’ve been single now for roughly two and a half years, after a thirteen year marriage. I didn’t rush into dating. Instead I took my time to adjust to living alone, and kept myself busy doing all those mid-life, post-divorce things like finding yourself again…
Elizabeth is not an evil, heartless bitch. I just don’t like dogs. There were very few things I could be sure of in my twenties. The only constant in my life at that time was my toothpaste, good ol’ Tom’s of Maine, Cinnamint. Everything else was in flux, but each morning and night Tom took..
Elizabeth is occasionally a bit ambitious in the kitchen…to say the least. Take this story, for example. Written originally in December 2007, it shows how carried away I can get with just one new little cake platter. For some time now I have been dropping hints to my family that I wanted a cake platter..
Elizabeth has come home, once again, with enough plastic bags to stuff a scarecrow. I am beginning to wonder if my efforts to be a green grocery shopper are worth the trouble. It’s hard enough to get to the store with my list in hand, but a veritable miracle if I make it through the..