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    Jen Singer

    Jen Singer

  • Farewell to the Blog, but Not to the Blogger

    I could tell by the way she was bopping to the background music, her blonde curls bouncing, dangling earrings swinging, that she loved her job. I, on the other hand, couldn't wait to go home. I was 23-year-old advertising account executive with a bottle of Pepto Bismol in my briefcase. She was a voi

  • Great Blogs I Found When I Got Out of the House

    Sometimes, they let me out of the house. Though I usually spend a lot of time at my desk in my home office, lately I've been going to booksignings and speaking engagements. I even appeared on TV and radio as the spokesmom for S'mores. (Hardest part: not being able to eat the S'mores that surrounded

  • 3 Fabulous Foodie Blogs

    I know I need to get to the supermarket when I start reading foodie blogs. Right now, my fridge has some soup, leftover pizza and half a carton of milk, so that explains why this non-foodie has been eyeing up the mouth-watering pictures of pork chops and such at these great foodie blogs:

  • An Eclectic Selection of Good Parenting Blogs

    No matter what kind of parent you are, you'll laugh a little or learn a little from these blogs by a crazy suburban mom, a SAHD with a British accent and a professional writer who focuses on body issues:

  • Another Mountain: The Fifth Grade Graduation

    He didn't want to dance, and I don't blame him. Each fifth grade class was set to perform a song-and-dance for their graduation from D.A.R.E. (Drug Abuse Resistance Program), but my son really didn't want to. So his teacher said he could pace in the back with another boy who preferred to skip the da

  • Mom is Temporarily Out of Order

    Maybe it's in the pile of papers that came home from school on Friday. Or maybe it's lost in the newspapers. Or most likely, maybe I recycled it. Either way, my dad's Father's Day present is missing and so, apparently, is what's left of my ability to organize.

  • Mom of Tweens: Games fathers play (and sons too)

    It's just that I don't think that a grown man should be doing that. Not in our family room. Not anywhere. But I know that it makes my husband happy, so I bite my tongue.

  • Giving New Meaning to the Living Room

    It wasn't until one of the fifth graders started playing "Smoke on the Water" that I remembered it: This was the room where I'd spent the better part of four months trying to beat cancer. I remembered it, and then I promptly forgot it again, thanks to five kids, 26 chairs and one piano recital in my

  • Good and Crazy Blogs Worth Bookmarking

    Looking for a few good blogs to bookmark? Here's a mishmosh of the helpful, fun and just plain crazy:

  • January in June: The Flu Hits Town

    I'm beginning to think that my pediatrician should hand out punch cards that mark each strep and influenza test your kid gets. After 10 tests, we'd get a free large coffee and a danish. We're already a third of the way there.

  • Little Men Don't Cry

    The way he was falling - nearly perfectly prone, arms flailing, alarmed expression on his face - made him look like Wile E. Coyote. Except he wasn't falling off a cliff. Rather, he was about to land flat on his back in the corner of the soccer field where I was coaching practice for a group of fourt

  • Mom of Tweens: No worries about the fifth grade camping trip

    I didn't have a single question to ask, but the other parents did.

  • The Glass is Half-Full. No, Half-Empty...

    My father was convinced that there was something wrong with the turkey on his front lawn. He'd spotted it sitting there for what seemed to him to be too long. When he mentioned it to my mother, she said, "She's probably just warming her eggs."

  • Let's Celebrate with a Cake

    The top half of Burlington County was being held together by toothpicks and propped up by neighboring Camden County. At least the entire thing didn't crumble into the Delaware River.

  • Writers Who Blog: Great Blogs by People Who Sure Can Write

    Some of my favorite blogs are written by professional writers with a passion for a topic or an idea. Here are three great ones from some great writers:

  • The Average of Motherhood

    Somehow, I didn't feel guilty. I was walking down a Manhattan street on my way to dinner with some friends who were attending the same writer's conference where I was scheduled to speak the next morning, and talking on the phone.

  • A Mother's Day without Heartache

    When I look at the picture of that little girl, my heart breaks. She has no idea what's coming. She has no idea that someday when she has her own kids, she will experience heartache like she's never felt it before. She has no idea that she'll worry whether she'll get to see her children grow up.

  • The High Cost of Technology at the Dinner Table

    There were three of them, all boys, all with their faces buried into their hand-held video games. They sat at a table with three hot dogs and three piles of fries in the food court at the mall on a Saturday night, while their mother fussed with their little sister's shoes. Nobody was talking to each

  • Mom of Tweens: When did we get old?

    I was standing next to the Girls Scouts' homemade jewelry display when I heard Ozzie Osbourne's Crazy Train playing over the speakers. The deejay at the childhood cancer fundraiser at my kids' school had selected the hard rock song for an event filled with fourth graders eating Italian ices and tryi

  • Mom of Tweens: Great parenting blogs I found when I got out of the house

    Sometimes, they let me out of the house. Though I usually spend a lot of time at my desk in my home office, lately I've been going to book signings and speaking engagements. I even appeared on TV and radio as the spokesmom for S'mores. (Hardest part: not being able to eat the S'mores that surrounded