I’ve realized something over the past several years of parenting school-aged kids: July is really the only true month of summer. June doesn’t count, because they’re still in school for at least half of it. And August doesn’t count, because

It’s a cliche, but life does have its ups and downs, doesn’t it? Since last month’s meal plan was posted, we’ve had some great ups: The kids’ school musical! L. accepting a big scholarship for summer camp! Great times with

It’s here! It’s finally here! After one of the longest, most dramatic winters in recent memory (seriously, April? Nor’easters?), we have finally achieved something that sort of resembles Spring. There’s verifiable sunshine, temperatures have stayed warm enough for a long

Here it is again: The Spring Gauntlet. Parents know what I’m talking about. It’s that time of year when you’re finally breathing after the holidays and the gloom and doom of winter and all of that mess….and just as the

I know it’s cheesy to say that this month’s meal plan is all about love — how VALENTINE’S DAY, how LAME. But I don’t really mean it as an homage to the non-holiday that is February 14th. The thing is,

Well, here we are. It’s the end of 2017 and I know I’m not alone in saying: BYE, FELICIA. It’s been…real. As in, real bad. In some ways, I guess I owe 2017 something. It was, after all, the year

This month, even more than in past years, I’ve got to stay one step ahead of myself. Or more. Because the next few weeks are…well, yikes. I’ve got a big concert to sing with my choral group, an unexpected business

Five days into October (sorry for the delay) and already, the freezer meals I started putting by in August and September are SAVING MY BUTT. Sidebar for a second here: It feels weirdly cool to sit in a meeting where

Yeah, I know, it’s already well into July, so what am I doing posting the meal plan NOW? Well, I’ve been away for a bit. I had a business trip to tackle, two boys to ferry to my parents’ house