Williamsburg, More Than Just the Outlets
Yes, I have a confession to make. When I moved to Richmond ten years ago, Williamsburg pretty much meant the outlets to me. There were no real malls in the area, and I had a new big firm job with ...
Back on the Chain Gang
OK, doesn’t this picture look like a preschool chain gang in action?! I promise they are not wearing ankle bracelets — really! We had a tree come down last week with all the heavy win...
Sickness, Bad for Your Health
Who likes being sick? “Not I,” said the Little Red Hen. Well, me neither. I’ve had this awful “flu-cold-thing” for four days, four long days with no signs of let-up...
Where Were You?
A Video That You’ll Never Forget Where were you nine years ago on that fateful day of September 11, 2001? We all remember and will always remember, even if we want nothing more than to forget....
Senior Year at Preschool
So Sam is a senior this year, his fourth and hopefully final year of preschool. I guess he’ll get to ride in the back seat of the bus, smoke cigarettes, and generally rule the school. Oops, ...
Wrightsville’s All-Wright
OK, corny title, I know, but just couldn’t resist it. This was our first trip to Wrightsville Beach, North Carolina, but hopefully not our last. We set off on a week’s notice and lucke...
You Sunk My Battleship!
Saw my first battleship the other day, so time to check that off the bucket list. I love checking things off any kind of list, so here goes — battleship, check! Man, I never quite realized h...
On the Dating Scene
No, not really — it just feels like it. We (the royal “we” of course) have been on the hunt this week with hungry bloodhounds for a beach house. And when do we want the house? ...