Not sure I still want ‘it’
Despite being a happily-married, over-40, ginger from Kentucky, I can apparently still attract the men. Of course, that’s not necessarily a good thing. One of my sisters and I decided to road trip to...
View ArticleI hate it, but I have to
Recently I’ve noticed a strange occurrence. My stomach will begin to hurt after I’ve been sitting for any length of time. At first, I thought it was too-tight jeans, but then I realized the pain would...
View ArticleMake mother’s day all about you
Alright mommies, our day approach-eth! And because I recognize that my family, though extraordinarily attractive and talented, are not mind readers, this year I’ve once again prepared a “to do” list to...
View ArticleBad hair won’t bring me down
So, I burnt a clump of my hair off the other morning. I guess I wasn’t paying enough attention to what I was doing because before I realized what was happening, I was seeing smoke and a crispy patch of...
View ArticleSeriously, what’s so bad about it?
I was talking with a friend last weekend who insisted that my articles have become somewhat vanilla in flavor. “I really like it when you stir things a bit; it makes me happy to know that suburban...
View ArticleCall a Mother’s Day do-over
Were you one of the hundreds, dare I say, thousands, of women who experienced a less-than-perfect Mother’s Day? Then, call a do-over! I am hereby giving you permission to reschedule Mother’s Day on a...
View ArticleWatch out Africa, here I come
I’m starting to panic, people. On the day many of you read this, I will be headed to North Africa or possibly already there. As I type though, I still have two weeks before Doo and I leave our kids,...
View ArticleOh, the dreaded days of summer
Summer is upon us my friends, and if you’re anything like me (mother, slightly anal), you’ll appreciate the small amount of panic that has set in as I prepare for 10 weeks of children at home. With me....
View ArticleMiddle school love affairs
Ah, young love. And when I say “young,” I mean “middle school.” We’ve had a year full of said love in our household. Let’s start with my soon-to-be freshman, heretofore known as Doolittle. [This alias...
View ArticleDivorce should be a respectable choice
I cannot believe that so few women got worked up about my column on pornography! Granted, my editor cut a few key phrases that involved a search engine and the female anatomy, but still, I’d hoped to...
View Article‘Thank God school is back!’
Thank God! School has finally started back. I know, I sound like a broken record (that’s an old version of a CD, kids) because I keep saying the same thing every August, but I really suck at parenting...
View ArticleTime to interview the parents
Well, I’ve gone and done it now. I am bawling my eyes out after having finally watched a video of my paternal grandmother sharing her memories. I say finally because Nanny died in 2006, and I received...
View ArticleDisappointment leads to learning
My husband Doo and I have been through the emotional ringer twice in the last week. Two of our children were trying out for school sports teams− the first time either has experienced an honest-to-God...
View ArticleCrying over the Caravan
I may have an unhealthy relationship with my automobile. My husband called yesterday to tell me that he had run Mini-Van by Car Max, and that if they had offered him just a few hundred dollars more,...
View ArticleResolutions a work in progress
Umm, have you looked at your New Year’s resolutions lately? I made the unfortunate mistake of doing so just this morning. Out of five goals for 2013, and with less than four months left, I can only...
View ArticleDani get your gun
Listen up, people. I have officially channeled my inner Annie Oakley! That’s right, per the recent change to my New Year’s Resolutions (the part of Painting Yellow Family Room will now be played by...
View ArticleIs martial arts a real sport?
What’s your take on the martial arts? As a teenager and honestly, up until about a month ago, I balked at families involved with karate, judo, jui jitsu, etc. “It’s not a real sport!” I would say, as I...
View Article‘I just can’t handle the truth’
I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately. The other night I was driving over to the high school to pick up a kid from swim practice. A soccer match was underway next door, and I had to stop to allow...
View ArticleReally, I do love Doo!
Over the weekend a woman approached me at Meijer. As always, I braced myself for a verbal assault. Instead she told me how much she loved my column and how well she related to my life. But when my...
View ArticlePerfect woman I am not
Some of the emails I get in response to my column are hilarious. Apparently, a good portion of the northern Indianapolis suburbs are full of perfect wives and mothers who feel it is their right, nay...
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