I threw a little temper tantrum at Office Max about a month ago.  Standing in front of the Post-It note display, I eyed the price tag on the oddly sized pads of paper my daughter needed to take to school.  Fifteen dollars!  The price of the sticky notes was more than her crayons, colored pencils,...

You’ve witnessed the scene in 24, Lost or many other nail-biter action shows:  a time-bomb is ticking down to zero; the hero or heroine must act quickly to avert mass destruction; a red wire or (wait…was it?) blue wire must be cut to avoid the apocalyptic blast of fire, concrete, and combustible...

I apologize in advance for this article. It’s just been thrown together at the midnight hour to meet the deadline. Normally, I’d take the time to properly research a Part of the Solution to share with you. But, at the moment, I’m tired and overwhelmed after a weekend of family illness and an evening...

Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader? Apparently, I am not. At least this is how I feel whenever my oldest daughter, Ella, brings home a fifth grade math assignment. Which is daily. Here’s an example of what usually goes down in our house around 3:30: “Mom, I need help with this.” “What is...