Still Life with Link

I'm having, like, a totally sucky day Did you keep a journal when you were younger? Because I did, and let me tell you: these were not t...

You are the best. Honestly. I felt like my mom herself had logged on a couple dozen times--what with all the "She's just jealous...

I sure hope she finds me here! I'm really going to miss her. But not as much as I've missed Michael since his unexplained disappeara...

Bear with me, my friends. While I am entirely accustomed to expressing myself in an 800-word column (see, for example, my, ahem, newest colu...

I am sitting here trying to think about how to tell you things you already know. For instance, the way the fall plunges...

The Pimping Introduction Hello! Is that you? Did you find me here? I'm so glad! If you're coming from babycenter, then please know h...

High Camp Eating is my favorite part of car camping, and I can tell you that I did not feel this way when we were young...

Sometimes I can't believe that I have become this person--and I mean that in the best possible way. I fold their cl...

These cookies are from Kim Boyce's wildly inspiring cookbook Good to the Grain , and they are made with, um, 100% whole-wheat fl...

Bar Bark. This is what I was imagining when I was hungrily lying in bed last night: a candy bark that would be the usual layer of cho...

Thank goodness for easy, homemade holiday gift recipes! You’ve got some, right? Because this isn’t actually one of them. In fact, this i...

And then there's Hanukkah: Michael's grandmother's menorah, lit with great sentiment and ceremony--and only slight fumblin...

This is my gift to you this Thanksgiving—the gift of your not cramming your pie hole with baked brie and grape-jelly meatballs right be...

This is a great DIY gift that's fairly inexpensive and also really easy, and it’s something the kids can make all on their own fo...