Margit’s Note: Ho Ho Hectic
At the risk of sounding Scrooge, I too, would love to ban “busy” — the holiday kind of busy. Not so much the word, but the whole concept. Lately, I… Read More
At the risk of sounding Scrooge, I too, would love to ban “busy” — the holiday kind of busy. Not so much the word, but the whole concept. Lately, I… Read More
I’m hearing that Jonathan Richman song, “Let’s Take a Trip.” He rocks out, “I’ve got my jeans and things and I’m ready to go.” The idea of quickly packing up… Read More
It’s a rough day to try and be thankful. But there is something almost apropos that the Ferguson decision happened only a few days before Thanksgiving. Daring us to find our… Read More
As we get older, there’s more and more we leave behind. Or we packrat it up in a plastic bin and try to hold on. But with people, places —… Read More
(Graphic: Kat Borosky/ TueNight) Period. What other word can simultaneously represent major “ugh” as well as the most innocuous of punctuation? We’re moving through blood, space and time — backwards… Read More
Attending an all-girls grade school will mess you up a little. You’ll think you can do anything you want as a girl. Leaders become leaders and followers become followers, gender… Read More
(Photo Credit: Kone/Veer.com) I know you have one, too. An under-the-bed plastic bin stuffed with several pairs of jeans that for one reason or another are not in regular rotation…. Read More
Buy paper towels. Send this post to best friend who should totally be reading TueNight. Read local voters guides to prep for important November 4 midterm election. Buy Ruby Jon… Read More
We turn on the light and we don’t think much about it. Behind that switch plate are wires that run through the wall, out to the street, on to a power… Read More
I feel a little ill-qualified to discuss this week’s issue. I don’t have little ones going off to school and I very rarely took a school bus. If we couldn’t… Read More
(Illustration by Kat Borosky/TueNight) This week, as a prelude to New York’s Fashion Week, we’re all about Fads. Because as we know one week you’re in, the next you’re out,… Read More
For some, camp is first-time-away-from-home ecstasy; for others, it’s the ultimate bug-juice-induced torture. And this week — as former campers and parents of campers — we cover the gamut. I… Read More
(Photo: Eric R./Flickr) In the ‘80s and into the ‘90s, stadium concerts were smoky, sweaty affairs. Pot was prolific, security was meh, the shows legendary. You’d always ditch your ticketed… Read More
(Photo: Nancy Gonzalez/TueNight) “This is my wife…” At a cocktail party, the phrase is inserted before my name. It says, “I go with this person.” Does it immediately imply I make casseroles and iron… Read More
Over what? The national anthem. This commercial. That time you truly didn’t hear what I said… Crying heals the soul. It uncorks the pain. But even in tears of joy,… Read More
Hello Friend. I miss you. We were attached at the hip for over a decade. You were my “plus one” at rock shows. I learned to love camping (even if I… Read More
Hey cats, We’re out haggling for great bargains this week, so just a quick note about our fabulous Second-Hand issue. We’ve stocked this ish with thrift shops, sidewalk sales, vintage… Read More
I never really dug the beach, for all the obvious reasons. Hot, sticky, sand in butt, burning body, sharks in water. In the early ‘90s, my friend Diane used to… Read More
(Photo: Adrianna Dufay/ TueNight) Cue, feeling: A sprig of mint in a cube-jingling glass of iced tea = My grandmother (famous for her refreshing mint tea) + relaxation + it’s… Read More
(Graphic: Helen Jane Hearn/TueNight.com) As kids, my sister, brother and I used to listen to Steve Martin’s Wild and Crazy Guy album nonstop. (Thank you, Columbia Record and Tape Club.)… Read More
(Photo: Nancy Gonzalez, TueNight) We’re all about Pop this week. And we don’t mean our daily can of carbonated fizz. We’re talking about dear old Dad. Corny jokes, clutch advice… Read More
Chewy, juicy, sour, sweet, spicy, yum. This week we’re smacking our lips, sharing our recipes and unveiling a brand new column — “Tasty Life,” by former Washington Post food columnist and… Read More
Laverne De Fazio and Shirley Feeney make their dreams come true. (Photo: Paramount Network Television) We’ve all had weird gigs. Just after college I worked part time at a 19th century… Read More
We’ve been holed up… It has been a long, hard winter here on this coast of the country, and now we squint into the sunlight, bare our legs and arms,… Read More
I am too tired to write this editor’s note for our second SLEEP issue. So I decided to delegate. You fancy folks call it “crowdsourcing.” To that end, I posed… Read More
Last year in our “Mother” issue, we talked about the simultaneously hilarious, humbling and, ok, sometimes irritating experience of turning into our Mothers. This year, we’re honoring the many ways… Read More
Ah, gym class. The girl driving down the court for the reverse layup. The girl smoking clove cigarettes behind the bleachers. You might have been one or the other, or a… Read More