I sometimes wonder, what if we had a great big magic funnel that we could pour everything we own -- furniture, dishes, cars, books, ...

This past weekend, I engaged in some daring, foolhardy behavior. No, I didn’t recklessly speed past a police car, or skydive into the mouth

August nights are so hot, they make us sleep like starfish. The dogs leave their plush beds to sprawl on cool tile. I’ve been tempted to...

Micah is here today. I like Micah. Micah has no idea how much I like him or how long I have been waiting for him. Micah is installing...

I have been seeking easy ways to make what’s old and tired look new and fresh, or at least better, so I asked a few friends...

I am the worst voyeur. Whenever my husband and I are out walking, I peer in windows. Despite his chastising, I sneak peeks wherever I can.

When Christine Gerardi arrives at a client’s home, the shoeboxes start coming out of the closets. The boxes contain piles of old jewelry...

Despite evidence that would suggest otherwise, construction projects do end. Witness my new backyard. All you need are tongue-biting

“Are we done yet?” My husband, DC, wants to know as he writes one more check in an endless stream for our outdoor landscaping project.

As someone who’s spent way too much time asking herself: If I could afford anything, what would my home look like? I have found ...