Lounging in a turquoise Adirondack chair on my patio. It feels as if I am waiting for Father Time to do a drive by.

My daughter and I love to power shop. We have gracefully turned this mother/daughter bonding experience into an art form.

September 30th is not a national holiday, but it is a monumental day in my life.

  “Who can turn the world on with her smile? Who can take a nothing day, and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile?” My daughter.

I woke up early yesterday and turned on MSNBC.