I wasn’t planning to do another column about women and politics again, I really wasn’t. I think I’ve made it pretty clear how I feel about Hillary Clinton, and about Sarah Palin, and I’m well aware of the fact that there’s no need to beat a dead horse. more

With all that’s happened on Wall Street in the last ten days, I, like every other American, have had money on my mind. more

Around a year or so ago, an old friend of mine from high school, whom I hear from hardly ever, sent me an email requesting that I join Facebook. Facebook? I thought, with disdain. Seriously? more

I’m not trying to launch a political career or anything, but now that my daughter is in the first grade, I’ve decided to join the PTA at her school. more

I was supposed to be taking this week off from Mommy Track'd – you know, Labor Day and all – but then John McCain went and insulted me, and I’m just not the type who can take an insult lying down. So here I am, laboring away at my computer on a holiday weekend. more

Have you heard about this book, 365 Nights? It’s about a woman who gave her husband, for his fortieth birthday, the “gift” of sex every night for an entire year. FYI, it’s not a novel. It’s non-fiction. As in, there really is an actual woman - with children – who had sex with her husband every single night for an entire year. more

From the jaw-dropping opening ceremonies to the incredible Michael Phelps, from the hilarious Bela Karyoli to the behind-the-scenes Beijing trivia, for the last ten days, our entire family has been addicted the 2008 Olympic games. But all of the drama and the glory and the showmanship has especially resonated with my six year-old daughter, whose occupational goals have varied over the years from movie star to rock star to television star to Broadway singing sensation, to her latest – you guessed it – Olympic gymnast. more

About six months ago, my daughter, who was then still five, inquired as to when she would be allowed to get her ears pierced. Without so much as a flinch, I told her that she could do it whenever she was ready. After all, I got my ears pierced when I was really young – three or four, I think – and I know she’s going to get them pierced eventually. I mean, I have way too many great pairs of earrings to pass down to her for her to not get them pierced. more

Whoever said that patience is a virtue had to have been a mother. By far, the most difficult thing about parenting, for me, is managing to keep myself from snapping, screaming, and yelling at my children on a daily basis. more

A long time ago (six years, two months and thirteen days ago, to be exact), I took all of the grand ambitions that I had for myself, and I crumpled them up into a tight little ball. And then I took that ball, and I shoved it into a deep, dark hole somewhere inside of me. And mentally, I labeled that hole, “Things I Will Do Once My Children Are Fully Grown and I am a Bored Empty Nester.” And I forgot about them. I got myself a cushy, mom gig; writing books, writing this blog, consulting on a television show. more