My husband and I up and left Iowa in 2001 to move to Oregon. It was the best decision we ever made. We recently moved again, but this time to the coast. My recommendation: take a vacation to Arizona, but do some mundane stuff like go to Costco. It’s always good to get a feel for the community (and its population) of…

I got sucked into Nationals last night. I cannot wait to see what Starr Andrews brings to the rink in the years to come. I absolutely love that she skated to her own rendition of a Whitney Houston song.

My husband had his sinuses roto-rootered out about 20 years ago, and he hasn’t had a sinus infection since. Definitely worth it in my opinion! He says that getting the drainage tubes removed was the least fun part of recovery. What took him some getting used to was irrigating with saline. Now he loves it, and he…

Bless you for dipping your toes into that pool. Any witty tidbits you’d care to share?

God, I miss Feinberg around these parts.

That van has too many windows, and where’s the river?

I hate moving, but I love unpacking. There’s oh-so-fun about deciding where to put things in my very own house. Yes, I’m a weirdo like that. Thank goodness for winter break from school, or else this would take us forever.

Well, that’s depressingly accurate.

Funny story: My husband was on a flight to CA when was a wee lad, and naturally had to use the bathroom. He discovered the cabinet that said sanitary napkins. Being close to meal time, he thought he’d be helpful by passing out “napkins” to his fellow passengers. His mom spent a good amount of the flight apologizing.

Police cleared her apartment and found no evidence of suicide or foul play, so now we get to wait for the results of the autopsy. Everyone is in shock.

I’m sorry for the loss of your friend.

Thank you. She was a wonderful person, and she will be sorely missed.

My dad gave my mom a pearl for her engagement ring, which was lost shortly after on a boat ride around Lake Geneva, WI. They never replaced it. I’m going to agree with Grandma, it makes for a good story.

I hope you were able to get a chuckle out of it, no matter how small.

I got one of those phone calls Thursday night from my mom about a close family friend, and holy cow, am I having trouble processing. God, what a gut punch. She was only 36.

You’re Mercatoring to the wrong crowd with that comment.

I was team real tree for years until I married someone who was allergic. Now I’m all about my silly 3 ft fake tree.

You are not alone. Who wants to clean glitter and sand out of every nook and cranny? Gross. I have friends who go every year, and they always seem exhausted when they return.

Perhaps, but for me that’s drawing attention to it!

She’s the new Nancy Grace of sexual harassment.

That sounds maddening. You just know that had to be a put-on persona of his.