Column: If you want a trendy bathroom, opt for the human carwash
This is going to sound a little bit dirty, but I promise, it's squeaky clean. It's the story of how I came to shower and bathe with my friend, Ila,...
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Column: I went to the funeral of a friend’s mother — at least I thought I did
Sometimes I run a little late. That's why I made sure to arrive early for the memorial. My friend Seth's mother had died, and though I didn't know her, I...
Column: My own suburban ‘Rear Window’ mystery
Just between you, me, and everyone else reading this, I have a confession to make. I'm wondering, for the umpteenth time, what's going on inside my neighbor's house. What's up...
Column: Losing your mom is Uber embarrassing
Last week, I unexpectedly lost my mother. One minute we were together at Advocate Lutheran General Hospital, and the next minute, she was gone. Poof! Just like that, gone. OK,...
Column: With the arrival of spring, it’s time to give the plumber a ring
My neighbor came over the other day with a look of concern that startled me. “Are you okay?” she asked. “I saw all of the emergency vehicles at your house,...
Higginson: Are your friends too focused on their phones? I’ve got some advice.
Dear Sal: Recently, a friend asked me to be a guest on her newly launched podcast. The topic, adult dating, skimmed merrily along the precipice of racy and riveting, but...
Higginson: on Target with fashion
Suffering, thy name is woman. Maybe that's a little overdramatic. But I know that few things strike terror into the hearts of women more than the prospect of shopping for...
Sal’s spin on the Best Picture nominees
Yes, I've got a popcorn hangover. It's an occupational hazard when one commits to seeing all nine films in contention to win the Oscar for Best Picture. I'm determined to...
Fighting ‘Fire and Fury’ with food
"Cassoulet!" was what I heard as I walked in from the beach. "And chopped liver. Also, some good lo mein." It was my Uncle Sherm, listing his favorite foods. Uncle...
A visit from St. Nick? Try Mrs. Claus.
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, except for the spouse. All the stockings were hung by the chimney with care, With...