Do you have a cherished childhood place? A magical spot that blends the smells, tastes, sounds and adventures of your youth into a perfect pie of memories, fantasies and larger than life experiences? I do. My memories revolve around the private community of Hollywood Beach – six miles from the historic town of Chesapeake City, Maryland. Read More...

During a recent trip to San Jose, California, I fell in love. I fell in love twice, actually, with two amazing, wonderful women – Tova, owner of Tova Day Spa and Mary, a remarkable massage therapist at Tova. Both of them made such an impression on me that I have thought of them every day since my return a week ago ... Read More...

Like other people of my generation, I lament the passing of the summers I had as a child. The unstructured days of wading through creeks and running through neighborhoods, unadorned by adults, unaccountable, free. We played kickball and tag and games with loose rules involving "getting the guy with the ball." Read More...

Everyone has their own model of happiness and achievement. Some envision a happy little boat sailing across a calm sea. There are occasional squalls and the isolated shark, but their goal is the return to serenity, to calm. Read More...

I don’t always take good care of myself. I get caught up in the 900 daily things I HAVE to do – and I forget to make time for ME! You probably do the same thing. It’s part of being a woman, we tend to put everyone and everything ahead of ourselves. And then something wonderful happens, and we’re reminded how much we need to be nourished and nurtured, too. Read More...

We are in the Wal-Mart era of history: buy cheaply, dispose eagerly, repeat. We are the quintessential consumer – we consume. Literally, we devour, we eat up, we waste. In fact, the average American throws away 600 times his/her adult body weight. That means each of us leave behind over 100,000 pounds of garbage. That’s a scary number, and a disgusting legacy. Read More...

I watched this slideshow, produced by The Washington Times and I did not see women in Pakistan. I saw women. Women who are being found guilty of nothing more than being women. And I cried. Read More...

I’ve often thought I wanted to put time in a bottle – I’ve wanted to stash away precious moments with my children, knowing my boys will take off on their own all too soon. I, like most parents, want nothing more than to be with my children and watch them grow. Read More...

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My vegetable garden is growing! {now watch the crazy lady dance wildly with joy!} It’s a new “first” in my life. I have actually dug and planted a garden AND I haven’t killed anything! No blossoms, yet – so I have yet to figure out the intricacies of zucchini sex. Read More...

Last Sunday, IndyCar held its most popular annual US event, the Indianapolis 500. The 92nd running of the event, actually. That got me thinking about risk, and wondering whether risk-taking behavior is culturally determined. Read More...