In our household, my husband Peter and I have acquired nicknames which we imagine our cat, Felix, calls us. To Felix, I am Mama and Peter is Mouse.  We came by these names because I spend …

I was weeding through my closet, as I need to do much more often than I do. I bring my used clothing to my parent’s house, up north, because they have a very nice thrift store that employs …

It’s November, and so I’m writing a book. You may have heard of National Novel Writing Month. Until earlier this year, it was an official organization called NaNoWriMo, and it had …

Sometimes I think we should stay someplace fancier. All our friends do.  When my husband, Peter, and I are in Mexico, we stay at Casa de los Soles, a small group of apartment-style rooms …

My sister and I told my mother we were throwing her a party for her 90th birthday.  “Not everyone knows I’m 90!” she said.  “Well, it’s good we tell …