Jean Gillette

AUTHOR’S NOTE: To kick off summertime, enjoy one from the archives! While you may not see it on CNN, the Clothes Wars continue to rage

Try as I might, I have trouble getting enthusiastic over enormous quantities of any foodstuffs, except perhaps chocolate.

I’ve been feeling rather hip this week. I painted my toenails gray-blue.

If you want my daughter’s eyes to absolutely shine, give her $3 and point her toward a garage sale.

I had heard others tell of directional apps taking them round the mulberry bush, but now I am one of those feeling like an idiot.

Every writer loves nothing more than a great story, but I didn’t expect one of the best I’ve heard to come from a neighborhood mom.

It seems, at some stage of puberty, every child hears the siren’s thump. Mention drums and the eyes will light up on every teenager you

We are always on the alert for a time that unintentionally graces us with some small bit of uncompromised peace.

Suffice it to say, my children drove me whimpering from the kitchen a long time ago.