Articles by Lori Duff

Raising children is entertaining, if you can manage to take a step back from dirty diapers, dirty dishes, and dirty words coming out of formerly innocent mouths.  Each stage of the parenting game has its […]

In my last column I wrote about what a dream it was to travel with my group of sorority sisters, all of whom are, in addition to being kind and funny and smart and entertaining, […]

Once upon a time, I was a teenager.  And that teenager went to college and did the whole sorority rush thing and made a whole bunch of friends she called sisters.  Now, thirty *cough cough* […]

Summer is conference season.  Every week in June, and several weeks in July, I am going to somebody’s annual get-together.  It doesn’t matter where.  The conference could be in Paris, France or Armpit, Arkansas or […]

It’s no secret that but for my regular trips to the Brazilian Wax shop near me, I could have a second career as the bearded lady in a Victorian-era circus.  I’m so, erm, Eastern European […]

There are no more children in my house, unless you count the dog, who is 21 in dog years anyway, or my husband, who has the maturity of a middle schooler, but is actually old […]

I have a complicated relationship with sleep.  On the one hand, I find it fun.  I tend to have vivid dreams that I can remember the next day.  I have a bedtime routine that gives […]

Axe throwing in 1500 had a much different meaning than in 2022. It also probably came with mead instead of beer. I’m not convinced that human culture was designed to last as long as human […]

I sat in my living room watching the 2022 Final Four — what would turn out to be Coach K’s last basketball game with Duke.  It was quite the contrast to how I used to […]

When my anniversary comes this March, I will have been married 23 years.  This means that my marriage is old enough to drink, though not old enough to get a discount on car insurance.  I’ve […]