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I recently wrote about all of the crazy changes (almost all good) happening to those around me. That was not quite a week ago, and the insanely huge life changes continue to filter in daily — just today, I got three huge pieces of life-altering news. First was the news from an old friend from …

OK, so if you’ve never been to a Bomber sporting event, you’re probably surprised to hear (see) me utter those words. Those who’ve seen me in full crazed-Bomber-fan mode, or have been going to games for a while, however, know this is one of the things we lunatic fans have been chanting under our breath …

I’m a week into classes now — far along enough to be slightly behind in my reading (though not as much as I’ve been at this point many times in the past, so that’s progress), but not really far enough to have spent much time looking at campaign ’04 through a newly enlightened lens, I’d …

Curtis’s post about parents looking for the classic Harper Lee novel made me chuckle … in that disturbing, this-is-too-sad-to-be-made-up way.

I was really quite a daddy’s girl when I was a young kid, and there are pictures to prove it. My grandma gave me a Polaroid at this year’s annual Gilbert family reunion that was taken (according to the picture) May 20, 1979 — shortly before my second birthday. The look on my dad’s face …

In spite of the inevitable ups and downs, I’ve always had great affection and love for my mother. She’s got an amazing joie de vivre about her that I’m happy to have inherited/learned. Plus, she’s just a wonderful, giving, energetic, ambitious and witty woman. Many of these reasons I love my mom so much were …

One of my favorite places to eat when I lived in DC was this fabulous place called the Silver Diner, of which there are seventeen in the metro DC area. I used to go with Mark for late Sunday breakfasts where he could get corned beef hash {ick} and I could have a very traditional …

Gary and I were talking tonight about a blog-related dilemma we’ve both encountered — namely, that when you spill your guts in a virtual forum, you run the risk of repeating yourself when you feel like telling a story later on in a face-to-face environment. A case in point: My last post, about the gaffe …

This morning, I got out of bed at an unspeakably early hour so I could take Daniel and his mom, sister and stepsister to the airport for their 8:15 a.m. flight to Minneapolis. I have *never* been a morning person, so I wouldn’t say I was functioning well before sunrise today. However, Lisa (Daniel’s sister) …

When I brought Rags home almost two years ago, I knew he had issues with other animals — namely, that he hated them all and would prefer the rest of the canine/feline population on this Earth to cease existence tout de suite. I continue to work him through the baby steps of overcoming his anxiety/hatred …