How My Naughty Dog And I Ruined What Was Left Of Facebook

Leave it to me to ruin Facebook. Granted, your high school frenemy’s unending photos of her perfect children, the Russians, and your Cousin Allen’s hysterical political posts made the first big push. I, now, have finished it off. With the help of my naughty dog. There was one wonderful, happy place left on the place that has become a social media cesspool. Was, being the key word. Not long after Husband and I adopted our crazy blue tick coonhound-beagle-dachshund mutt,

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How My Brilliant Idea Managed To Meltdown A Four Year-Old’s Birthday Party

It’s not that I meant to meltdown my four year-old neighbor’s birthday party. Just talented, I guess. And giftless. Yes, I dared to walk into a four year-old’s party without a gift. Crazy week, whatever. I know when you’re four, you know birthday equals presents. I did have what I thought was a brilliant idea. I just happened to have an old Hot Wheels car laying around. It must’ve been left over from a long ago visit from one of

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How I Got Myself Into A Holiday Pickle Without Even Trying

Let me start with the relief. My neighbor still talks to me. Even since it happened. That unfortunate incident. Also known as her holiday party. She’s a relatively new neighbor. Who knew she brought with her a legendary holiday tradition? “Come To My Naughty Santa Party” the invitation read early in the holiday season last year. A “Ladies Only” party. We were supposed to wear pajamas and spend $20 on an ornament to gift. Have you been to these sort of

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The Burden Of Caring About Proper Grammar-It’s Not An Easy Life

If you like this story, please check out my new book, “Hope Possible: A Network News Anchor’s Thoughts On Losing Her Job, Finding Love, A New Career, And My Dog, Always My Dog.” Me is in some big trouble! Now, that I have your attention… And trust me, I know I have your attention. Because nothing, I mean nothing, gets the email flowing from you, Dear Reader, than when I make a grammatical mistake in this column. Well, the dog

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Daryn’s New Book, “Hope Possible!” Is Here!

I’m so excited that my new book, “Hope Possible” is here! The full title is, “Hope Possible: A Network News Anchor’s Thoughts On Losing A Job, Finding Love, A New Career, And My Dog, Always My Dog.” Here’s a peek at what it says on the back cover: From your TV screen, Daryn Kagan looked like she had her dream job.   As a news anchor for CNN, she had a front row seat to the world’s biggest breaking news

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My Most Unrealistic New Year’s Resolution Ever

     It’s possible I’m setting myself up for failure.      It is true.      After all, don’t all those psychologist types recommend you keep it realistic on New Year’s resolutions?      I don’t care.      I’m going big.      Shooting for the stars.      Or rather, for the socks.      Yes, socks.      My New Year’s resolution is simply socks.      I want to be able to open that vestibule I call my “sock drawer” and find one matching

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I’ve Been A Naughty, Naughty Customer

What a dirty, shameful week it has been. Where else to be better experience that than at my local car dealership? I actually had my car shipped to my dealership, I found it really hard to find a car transport company who would bring my car to me, but luckily I did. Nothing too fancy. Just enough buttons to keep it fun and get the family safely around town. My sweet little car turned two a few months ago and

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Do My Fat Thumbs Make Me Look Old?

“That makes you look old,” daughter informed me this week, as she watched me do something I do several times a day. Was she looking at emerging “non-pigmented” roots along my hairline. (I prefer not to use the “g-four letter word.”) Reach for reading glasses? Inspect a new crevice working it’s way onto my face. Oh, I do have all that going on. This, however, is bigger. According to my daughter. More public. More horrifying. And something she thinks I

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The Stumble That Humbled Me And The Fall You Might’ve Had This Week, Too

I fell this week. By that, I mean, I fell. Literally, fell. Flat. It happened as I was just starting a little run, jog, or “shuffle” as my kids call it. That’s when I spotted a neighbor watering his lawn. I turned to say hello, focusing on the pretty flowers instead of the sidewalk in front of me. That’s all it took. My big ol’ right foot caught a crack in the sidewalk and I launched. Felt like it took

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