Crapshoot

My kids spent exactly four hours at daycare yesterday, but the tearful reception I received when I arrived to pick them up made it seem like four days. Weeping and wailing, they clung to me like barnacles, elbowing one another to get a better grip on my legs. And all the while, their dad was…

Letting Your Inner Wisdom Take the Wheel

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]I’m always shocked at the steals I find at Goodwill. I mean, who thinks to donate battered three-ring binders to a thrift store? I couldn’t tell you, but I’m sure glad they do, because as I stood there gazing at them, amidst plastic bags of children’s toys and souvenir coffee mugs, my next…