I grew up twirling.  An only child until I was 15, I had an active imagination, magic was a prevalent part of my existence, and I was a dreamer.  Every chore I did as a kid was transformed into a fairytale.  Sweeping the front walkway?  A concert in front of tens of thousands of … More Literally.

Screw. The. Joneses.

Recently I’ve had a couple conversations with girlfriends about friends of theirs who always seem to want to one-up them.  Whether it’s building new houses, buying new cars, dressing their children only in Ralph Lauren, even having more children, and then doing a whole lot of talking about all of it.  Like it’s a competition. … More Screw. The. Joneses.