You say you want a resolution? Well, you know, we all want to change the world. Just don’t expect everyone in the household to like it.

I guess the reason I don’t think about making my house look bigger (with colors or mirrors or working on a diagonal) is that I like it small.  I embrace the smallness.

In the dreariest, gloomiest, darkest days of winter, it’s nice to spread a bit of good cheer and have a socially acceptable excuse to give my home a thoroughly merry makeover.

Every day all kinds of people, mostly of the female variety, have babies. But when a royal family member picks up a copy of What to Expect When You’re Expecting suddenly all thoughts focus on one thing; the royal baby’s room.

There was a time when I was keenly aware of how much electricity I used: None. For nine months, I lived so far off the grid in Nepal the very idea that an invisible power could travel through skinny lengths of flexible metal to make a flame-free fire that could light up the night seemed nothing short of magical.