It came to me the other day, this term for the modern-day woman (and some men) obsessed with Martha Stewart and all that goes along with that. Martharexic. And as soon as it did, poof! I felt like a heavy blanket (chenille, just the  shade of cream to go with a perfectly appointed living room […]

The other night at the office holiday party, I gulped two glasses of sangria (seriously the best sangria I’ve ever had, and that includes La Grande Orange in Phoenix, which is saying something — I’ll post the recipe if I can wrest it out of the host) and for about 10 minutes, I was pleasantly […]