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Real Adult Life

Raising children is entertaining, if you can manage to take a step back from dirty diapers, dirty dishes, and dirty words coming out of formerly innocent mouths.  Each stage of…

Not My Job

In my last column I wrote about what a dream it was to travel with my group of sorority sisters, all of whom are, in addition to being kind and…

Sisters

Once upon a time, I was a teenager.  And that teenager went to college and did the whole sorority rush thing and made a whole bunch of friends she called…

The Art of Hotel Rooms

Summer is conference season.  Every week in June, and several weeks in July, I am going to somebody’s annual get-together.  It doesn’t matter where.  The conference could be in Paris,…

Nose Hair

It’s no secret that but for my regular trips to the Brazilian Wax shop near me, I could have a second career as the bearded lady in a Victorian-era circus. …

No More Children

There are no more children in my house, unless you count the dog, who is 21 in dog years anyway, or my husband, who has the maturity of a middle…

A Good Night’s Sleep

I have a complicated relationship with sleep.  On the one hand, I find it fun.  I tend to have vivid dreams that I can remember the next day.  I have…

Life Expectancy

I’m not convinced that human culture was designed to last as long as our current life expectancy. Let me explain: most of our cultural norms were made up back when…

Root, Root, Root for the Home Team

I sat in my living room watching the 2022 Final Four — what would turn out to be Coach K’s last basketball game with Duke.  It was quite the contrast…

My Favorite

Lest you think that all lawyers are boring and stuck up[1], the Georgia Bar is doing something fun on Twitter – they are having a March Madness-type bracket of 64…

‘Til Death Do Us Part

When my anniversary comes this March, I will have been married 23 years.  This means that my marriage is old enough to drink, though not old enough to get a…

TV Dinners

Back in the day before microwaves and an entire aisle in the grocery store wasn’t dedicated to frozen meals of increasing gourmet pretensions, there was the TV Dinner.  TV Dinners[1]…