I'm sorry, Jeremy Schneider, but I cannot be your Facebook friend. I wish I could, but my account was hacked over Memorial Day weekend, and I haven't been able to regain control of it since. And trust me, I've tried.

The day started with a frantic call from...

I tan easily. I'm sorry, I just do. Yes, I use sunscreen with high SPF, and I never sunbathe, but by this time every summer, just by living my life, my winter-white skin is the color of a hazelnut. This would be just fine if exposing one's skin to daylight...

I'm in an abusive relationship with my iPhone. I've been living with this secret shame for a long time, thinking it was okay, it was just my own private little problem. But it's come to my attention Apple's having a grand old time in this economy, thanks to brisk sales...

The French Open has been going on for over a week now, and I just want to say that I'm exhausted. Physically, mentally, emotionally.

No, I'm not the Serbian player who beat Venus Williams in straight sets. (Understandable mistake, but that would be Jelena Jancovic.) But I have...

My wedding dress is sitting in a crushed, taped-up cardboard box, in the closet of my husband's home-office. It's been there since the day it arrived, still needing alterations, three days before my wedding day.

That's right: Three days before my wedding.

I did get married in October, and I...