Rick Springfield was my very first concert.  It was July 26, 1985 and I was just about to turn 12.  We went as a family, which also made it ...

Back when I lived in Jersey, one of my favorite ways to spend a Saturday afternoon was to drive to Target in Edgewater and go shopping.  Did...

I can't wrap my head around Matthew Perry's sudden death yesterday so I thought I'd come here and blog it out.   It may sound cr...

Sorry, Swifies. This post is not an anthem to freshmen year and first loves. It IS about the fact that this here lil blog turned 15 today! I...

Today marks half a century in the rearview mirror.  Wow. For months, I've tried really hard to embrace this new decade. But like "f...

You've really been living under a rock if you haven't heard: This hot-girl summer belongs to Barbie.  For nearly 65 years, the plane...

Did I tell you I have low iron? Actually low isn't exactly the right word. It's almost nonexistent. Like, it's supposed to be ab...

What do the Google co-founders, a vampire romance novelist, an intern with an infamous blue dress, a teen supercouple from 90210, a supermod...

Welp, it's finally here.   The year I turn ffff..., fiiiii..., fiffffff... Ugh just I can't say it.   So I'll say this instead: ...

So, I've become that girl who watches holiday movies on Hallmark starting in October.  They're cute and quaint and comfortably pred...