Ah, weddings — they’re emotional, joyful, and, let’s be honest, a tad stressful! But as the mother of the groom, not that much planning needs to be done. Although the thoughtful bride has included me in various events such as “She said yes to the Dress,” there isn’t much involvement, especially since I live six hours away. However, there’s generally one thing that should be exciting, not overwhelming, and something I have a definite say in: finding the perfect dress.

Whether you're walking down the aisle behind your child, greeting guests, or dancing the night away, your outfit should make you feel confident, beautiful, and completely at ease. But with so many styles, traditions, and trends out there, where do you even begin?

Don’t worry — we’ve got your back. Let’s break it down!

My earliest memory of travel is of a late-night freight train clicky-clackin' by my bedroom window as dusk began settling on the landscape. I was 5, and when I would first start to feel the thunder of the wheels on the tracks as they gently rocked the street, I would jump from my bed to the window to watch and dream of all the places they must go. My imagination was on overload.

I don't know about you, but I envisioned travel as an exotic and seamless experience in which everything went according to plan. After all, the train rocketed by my window like clockwork; the rest of that trip must have been perfect.

Growing up, my grandparents’ annual pilgrimage to Palm Springs for a week at the spa baffled me. Sixty years later, with aching bones and arthritis, I finally understand the healing power of these retreats. Now, as I prepare for a journey to the Blue Lagoon in Iceland, I realize it’s about more than soothing aches – it’s about embracing life’s journey and sharing wisdom with the next generation.

Imagine yourself in the future—10, 20, perhaps even 40 years from now. It's your 80th birthday party. Are you sitting in a wheelchair, unable to move freely? Or do you find yourself dancing joyfully with your grandchildren? Which vision resonates more with you? The reality is, the path you take today shapes the life you lead tomorrow. Your choices—the levels of activity you embrace, your nutritional habits, and the amount of rest you invest in yourself—are the keys to unlocking your future. 

Thinking about travel sports for your young athlete? Whether they’re just starting at the young age of seven or competing in high school, it’s a big commitment for the whole family. We’ll break down the biggest benefits and the toughest challenges of joining a travel team—so you can decide what’s best for your kid (and your sanity). Although times have changed, this modern grandparent can help you navigate your way.

Hi there, I'm Grandma—though around here, I proudly answer to "Carma." And let me tell you something: I make noise. Where does this behavior come from? When I was a kid, our house was never quiet. We had chaos in every corner—pots clanging in the kitchen, doors creaking open and slamming shut, siblings arguing over who would get up to change the channel, and someone always hollering from another room. And you know what? My baby sister could sleep right through it all. The hum of life became her lullaby. That everyday noise—the comforting kind that fills a home—was just part of my growing up.

“Men and women aren’t equal; women are better,” my dad would often proclaim with a mix of pride and playful irony. It was a stance he had to adopt, considering the formidable women who ruled his world—not only five intensely strong-willed daughters who each brought their unique spark to the family but also a family business led by a powerful matriarch, my grandmother.

I never had the pleasure of meeting the original matriarch, Maryanna, who had laid the groundwork for our family legacy, but the vibrant, blue-haired powerhouse that was my grandmother was a force to be reckoned with. She kept everyone on task, her sharp eyes missing nothing.

If you're anything like me, you've probably stood in your kitchen, wrestling with a so-called childproof bottle, muttering under your breath. The harder you push, the more the lid seems to defy physics. Eventually, you give up and shout, "Who even invented this thing?" Meanwhile, the bottle just sits there smugly, like it's won this round. Childproof bottles—a true triumph in safety design—or are they?