Confessions of a Kissing Bandit

Many, many, many years ago on a small college campus in New York, a young woman set out to get a Bachelor’s degree in History. With her sights set on law school and armed a healthy obsession with all things historical, including bodice ripper romance novels, this exuberant young woman was eager to become theContinue reading “Confessions of a Kissing Bandit”

No, I Actually DON’T Want to Come to Your Bag/Candle/Nail/Cleaning Product/Makeup/Purse Party*

*AKA, Confessions of a former Mary Kay Beauty Consultant. One may call me an utter hypocrite for this view; I was, once upon a time (circa 1997), a Mary Kay lady. It was around the same time my sister became a Tupperware lady. If you don’t know about me and my Irish Twin, my awesomeContinue reading “No, I Actually DON’T Want to Come to Your Bag/Candle/Nail/Cleaning Product/Makeup/Purse Party*”

Don’t Believe Everything You Read on the Book of Faces

Years ago, I was a Resident Assistant when I was a senior in college. For those of you who didn’t ever experience dorm life in all it’s room-sharing, communal bathroom and institutional furniture glory, an RA is typically a responsible upperclassman assigned to live among a group of residents and keep an eye out forContinue reading “Don’t Believe Everything You Read on the Book of Faces”

Kiss All the Boys

I have two daughters that I am crazy proud of. They are both whip-smart, funny as hell (the apple does not fall far from the tree, dear readers), easy to be around and above all, kind. I know what you’re thinking, every parent says stuff like this. But I genuinely believe it to be true.Continue reading “Kiss All the Boys”