Our kids go to a Montessori school. In theory, that means Newt and Elfie are supposed to be learning to fend for themselves. I know that sounds ridiculous since the point of raising children is to make sure they can be contributing members of society when you kick them out of the house, but apparently…
Once upon a time, I was a really good housekeeper. You could pretty much eat off of my floors. I did things like clean the refrigerator even if something hadn’t spilled in it. I’d wonder to myself how people lived with dirty baseboards. Then I had kids. That was about ten years ago. Coincidentally, also…
So I’m a cereal fiend. Connoisseur. Addict. I practically live on the stuff. A lot of the medication I take kinda sorta makes me not want to eat, so without cereal, I would probably waste away into one of those scary people you see on the anorexia sites. Or these folks: Anyway, I’ve been trying…
So I am — big shocker — sort of obsessive about certain things, and one of the more annoying ones happens to be sunscreen. I say annoying because I hate sunscreen. I hate the way it feels, hate washing it off, hate feeling like it never actually does wash off, hate having to sleep in it…
The “Cute Greenhouse” My husband, Tenzin, is an E.R. doctor who’d rather be a gardner. Last year he wanted to put up a greenhouse, so we went to Costco and checked one out. Now I’m in no way dissing Costco — it’s provided us with half the stuff in our house — but I wasn’t…
Photo by Tammy Soong Winter is apparently coming tomorrow, and even though I’ll be more than happy to say goodbye to allergy season, I’ll be sad to see my morning glories bite the dust. Every day I walk downstairs, look outside, and smile when I see the bright, blue flowers. And then later, sometime in…
Dear Nissan, Hi. It’s Tammy. Here in Nevada. Where you haven’t released the Leaf yet. I’m on your waiting list. Probably near the top. You may recall that you said I’d have my car by the end of last year. I understand that you want your roll-out of the first mass-produced electric vehicle to be…
So I went to a Tupperware party tonight. Just saying that makes me feel even dumpier, lamer, and older than I already am. I realize that Tupperware has “changed” and is “cool” now, but I frankly can’t get past the idea that it’s a bunch of orange, BPA-leaching plastic that my mom used for making…
I’m not sure why, but I have a really hard time saying we live a green lifestyle. All things being equal, compared to our old neighbors who drove a giant SUV, seemed to be trying to crank out as many kids as physically possible, and probably used their recycling bins as kindling to burn their…
So every year, for about the past fifteen years, I’ve written a holiday letter. It’s kind of how this whole blogging thing got started. As you might imagine, my letters weren’t exactly laundry lists of the fantastic trips we’d taken or stories about how the kids came home with “Student of the Week” bumper stickers….
So come on in. I made some Arnold Palmers. And a nice jello salad...
