You remember I wrote about taking a hot yoga class last year? How it felt like a near-death experience and was one of the most...

When my kids were little, they would write their letters to Santa on Thanksgiving weekend. They were allowed to ask for one gift...

When we were kids, my mom would generally prepare dinner in, ah, a hasty manner. She was very involved with her siblings and friends and...

There are certain iconic lines from movies that my family uses whenever possible. My son-in-law has a freakishly good memory for...

You’ve seen the “massage parlors” or “spas.” You’re just smart enough not to go to them. There’s a place like this near me. Once, a...

Luther Bubby Wooper James Higgins-Keenan, a very good dog, went on to his great reward this past weekend. He is survived by his human...

LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE (out next week, order it now, go on, I have a minute) features one of my all-time favorite tropes: the fake...

I have a somewhat odd affectation, readers. I can’t really drink water that doesn’t have some kind of flavor. I need…infused water. It...

Having a son who doesn’t love to read fiction is something of a blow, I admit. All those years of me reading aloud, from Frog and Toad to...

Like any good grandparent, I am obsessed with my two-year-old grandson, whom I call the Peeper. And like a good toddler, he worships me....

In March, my best friend from college and I went away for a few days. It was the fortieth anniversary of our friendship, and that...

Luther, that friendliest and sweetest of dogs, loves all life forms (except wasps, which he tries to eat). Dogs, cats, deer, bunnies…all...

I am the oldie. Let’s just get that out of the way. What now, Higgins? you’re asking. Pull your chair in closer. Auntie Kristan has a...

Well, it’s that time of year, so I’m going to tell you a Christmas story. It’s not the happiest story, but maybe it’s a good story...

When I was a young single person, I happened upon this manger. This was back in the days when I couldn’t afford to buy a coffee, but...

For the first time in her life, Sainted Mother will not be in town on Thanksgiving. For many years, she insisted on hosting, claiming...

McIrish and I just took our longest vacation ever. Two weeks of togetherness in the great wilderness of our national parks and visiting...

I went to a conference in Chicago last week, and I had the best time! Seeing my writer friends, this time not being a speaker or workshop...

Sainted Mother is hosting a family picnic at the end of August. Well, it’s at Sainted Mother’s house, but she was happy to pass the...

Being a real estate voyeur (sounds more genteel than ho, doesn’t it?), I go to Zillow a few times a week. Just in case. Since I was...