HATE

This post is dedicated to Damon Locks, who I do not in any way hate. HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE … More

Dear Mimi

Why, my darling daughter, do you cry? Is it the horrible containment of your diaper underneath a swimming diaper that … More

This trip, where we rented a cheap-0 beach house (with a really gross bathroom) for a week after Labor Day … More

Here at my Delaware beach, my next-door neighbor’s Internet connection is a bit wonky, so I must type this into … More

I’m on the screened in porch on the front of our beach house. We drove here from Baltimore during probably … More

I am. Anxious. Supposedly we’re leaving tomorrow morning around 11 a.m. to drive to a beach in Delaware, about 3 … More

Dear Mrs. Palin, You seem like an intelligent enough person. You love your family and are supportive of them and … More

Had a remarkably fun day with the ladies yesterday. Not that every day doesn’t have elements of fun. But you … More

Monday, Labor Day here in Charm City, revealed something I’d always wondered about. A trip to the playground confirmed it. … More