A lot of people -- rightfully -- are offended by Mitt Romney's insinuation in Tuesday's debate that he couldn't find qualified female workers for his cabinet in Massachusetts without looking through binders, as if women aren't visible unless we're presented like mail-order brides. It was disturbing. I don't think that...

The last thing I did before moving out of my apartment in Prospect Heights was knock a tall bottle of rum -- an unwanted leftover from an egg nog recipe many years ago -- onto the floor that I had just spent an hour scrubbing. It shattered, the vile liquid...

Recently, I've found myself using the term "locking it down" frequently in conversations. It is usually accompanied by a hand movement -- I curl my left hand into a fist, and then slap the top of it with the heel of my open-faced right hand, and smush the two together...

My sister and I sat with my grandmother while she lay dying a few months ago.

She was incapacitated from the heart attack and subsequent surgery she had gone through in the week before. Her eyes were closed, her face sallow and transformed by the drugs that were staving off...

Every year, right around Valentine's Day, a flurry of women write articles directly addressing the large population of single women in New York.

This year, the two that I read were "Why You're Not Married" by Tracy McMillan, a "Mad Men" staff writer, in The Huffington Post, and...