When I worked as a college counselor, my students would often get frustrated because they felt as if they weren’t in control of their college admissions process.  “I don’t have any choices,” they would say.  “The colleges are making the decision for me.”  more

One of the things that sucks about moving to a new city as an adult is that you never run into anyone you knew as a kid.  My husband Michael has lived in Los Angeles his whole life, and everywhere we go we bump into people he knew from camp, from elementary school, from his middle school baseball team, and my special favorite, girls he made out with in the sixth grade.  more

What a week to be pre-menstrual. I’ll give you a brief overview: Tuesday night there was a picnic for all of the families at Harper’s new school. I read the invitation wrong and showed up half an hour late. Upon realizing this, I began to cry. more

Harper starts kindergarten in less than a week, and my anxiety level is at Defcon five. Back in June, when it was still three months away and my emotions ran the gamut from sad to hysterically sad, I dubbed it Kinderbreakmyhearten. But now that its mere days away and I’m having panic attacks about all of the changes that are about occur, I’ve switched over to Kinderpleasedon’tstarten.

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