I watched Karen Carpenter: Starving for Perfection last night on Prime, because, well, I’ve loved Karen Carpenter since I heard her on the radio when I was four years old. My parents always had the radio on in the car;

I watch the Olympics: ice dancing and pairs figure skating in the winter, gymnastics in the summer. While I know all Olympic contenders’ athletic skills are phenomenal, like Superman or Wonder Woman, I don’t get it. What does one do

Pumpkin and cinnamon scents fill store aisles of orange leaves and turkeys, marking the beginning of my favorite shopping season. Halloween cats, witches, and ghosts announce the next upcoming holiday, with Christmas décor soon taking over every available store shelf,