Jennifer Sharpe

She was nagged by a persistent problem: Her shower wall had become a finger painting of hair — a place where she would paste the strands of hair that fell out during washing so they wouldn't clog the drain.

It’s football season, a time of year when sports are on many of our minds.

It was 11:17 p.m. when the call came in, jarring me awake on a Saturday night.

Last weekend, I got to take care of my nieces, ages 4 and 6, so my brother and sister-in-law could have a weekend away.

When I was in high school, it was a 10th-grade rite of passage to take a semester of Health class.

Nearly two hours of exercise every morning, a full workday, caring for kids and the household, plus managing a side hustle or two, and there is not much time to slow down.

As a parent of two teenagers, there isn’t much that surprises me. But my 18-year-old son recently did.

Last week, New York's LaGuardia Airport made headlines when a rogue raccoon startled travelers, dropping from the ceiling near the TSA checkpoint in Terminal A.