Now I'm searching for a slightly overweight, single, childless woman who doesn't have a date and isn't too depressing to be around. It's getting harder to find a girlfriend than a boyfriend.

All parents believe their children can do the impossible. They thought it the minute we were born, and no matter how hard we've tried to prove them wrong, they all think it about us now. And the really annoying thing is, they're probably right.

Food, love, career, and mothers, the four major guilt groups.

Every time I get something under control in my own life, the world provides more material.

I'm married, which means that instead of occasionally wondering about men from afar, I actually live with one and can be constantly astounded by the strange male brain.

Otherwise, my whole career has just been flinging myself at whatever is most overdue first and letting everything else stack up.

The specific story line that people have responded to the most has been the horror of bathing suit shopping.