Wedding season is coming and I am dreading it more than the thought of growing old and dying alone.
The warm weather is coming!
The statement above was not shouted with joyous relief that winter has finally released its hold on our lives. Instead, I am crying and rocking slowly back and forth while I remind myself that this too shall pass.
I have a terrible confession to make. I was recently entrusted with caring for my friend’s home for a week while she was away on vacation. She invited me to stay at her house so I could care for her pets and make sure everything ran smoothly.
I have a problem with a coworker and I’m hoping for your guidance so I don’t lose my job or my sanity. One of my team mates is a complete hypochondriac.
There is a teenager on my street who watches children for multiple families, mine included. I use her services three to four times each month and my children adore her. When I called her for another night with the children, she advised me that she had to raise her rates.
I have a friend, Susan, who has been a large part of my life since my teenage years. We went to high school and college together, and have landed in the same city as adults. I met my husband while in college and we’ve been married for over 10 years. My husband has disliked Susan since the two met.
Sometimes in life there seem to be easy questions that are able to be answered in one short burst of excited chatter. Other times the answer is elusive, requiring many hours dedicated to internet research in order to solve the mystery. Unfortunately, my brain always seems to ask these questions late at night.
Dear Lola, There is a cat in our neighborhood who frequently wanders into our backyard for sunbathing and a cuddle from whoever …
I am having an issue with my sister-in-law and I’m hoping you can help me navigate this tricky situation. Every time she invites us to dinner, she dictates what condiments we can eat with the meal she has prepared.
I partied hard this week, which was a wild departure from my normal couch potato lifestyle. I had to leave my house three days in a row and I can tell you that it was as weird for me as it was for those who had to interact with me.