Going to Iceland: I’ve bought tickets to Iceland and Norway for a trip in early September. That’s factually incorrect. Mr. Visa bought them for me. I hope someday to pay him back. (The tickets for going to Iceland and Norway were surprisingly affordable. According to the New York Times, it’s once you arrive in Oslo, Norway that the money starts…
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Now That I’m Eleven and a Half…
I’m eleven and a half now. And now that I’m eleven and a half, I know a lot of things. I’m going to tell it to you straight: My mom has seriously become a dumbagini. My dad too but he’s not as bad. Now that I’m eleven and a half… 1. My mother doesn’t know anything. 2. My mother does…
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They Don’t Stay Little for Long
We had dinner with my cousin, his partner, and their two-month-old a few months ago. “Baby, come back here,” I said to my daughter Leone as she toddled away. Both my cousin, who was cuddling his tiny son, and his partner, who was talking politics with the older girls, laughed. “I guess you think of her as a baby, huh?”…
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Of Wiking, Wunning, and Wafting
Wiking, wunning, and wafting. And of course there’s always worseback riding. Wine + hiking = wiking.This month I wrote an article for the New York Times travel section about how wiking is taking off as a trend in Oregon. Wiking means wine hiking. Going for a hike to different vineyards. Or enjoying wine while you are hiking. California is better…
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No, Thank You. Preschoolers do NOT Need Mandated Screen Time
Why would an organization promoting education in young children actually recommend screen time in the classroom? According to the very annoying computer-generated response you get when you send them feedback on the new draft of their position on technology in the classroom, the National Association for the Education of Young Children is an organization trying to improve education: Founded in…
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A Pediatrician Weighs in on Goose Poop, Modern Medicine
As I was interviewing a pediatrician based in southern California by telephone for my book, he asked me where I was located. “Ashland.” “That’s so funny,” the pediatrician, who I’ll call Dr. S., quipped. “I have to be in central Oregon next week!” Bend, Oregon Dr. S. and I arranged to meet in person in Bend, which is about a…
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