Not in the Greta Garbo way. I don’t want to live alone, cut off from society, holed up in my apartment with an inappropriate number of cats until a neighbor reports a “funny smell” emitting from my u...
I’m back. I’d like to tell you that I’ve been on a fantastic, extended vacation but that would be a lie; I’ve just been busy with life. I’m sure you can all relate. But wait no more, here’s my latest...
Warning, small children should leave the room; adult content will be discussed. A few years ago I just didn’t understand texting. Why would you take the time to tap out a message to someone’s cell ph...
In 1968 Andy Warhol was quoted as saying "In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.” Geez, I hope not. Have you done the math? The US population alone is 307 million, that’s al...
On this Fathers Day, along with the whoopie pies I sent, here is the rest of my gift to my dad – or more accurately my thanks for the gifts he’s given me. 1. Work Ethic. My father has an unshakable w...
My 1-year subscription to a magazine is about to expire, I know this because nearly everyday I receive something in the mail alerting me to this fact. It started about 9 months ago with notices stati...
In a nod to the month of May in which we celebrate Mothers Day, here’s my own “Top 10 List” dedicated to my mother. 1. Handwritten thank you notes. From the time I could hold a crayon or a pencil, I ...
Gastronomically speaking, there’s not much in the world that I love more than grits, and apparently I’m not alone in my admiration. The state of Georgia declared grits its official prepared food in 2...
I hate upselling. Don’t know what that is? Sure you do, you just might not recognize it by this name. “Do you want fries with that?” That’s upselling. You thought you knew what you wanted, that was b...
The older I get, the less I sleep, what’s up with that? When I was seventeen I could sleep until noon, and now that I’m middle aged I struggle to get in a solid eight hours (and I love to sleep). At ...
I’m middle-aged. My husband’s not, he’s a few years older than me. Ahead of her time his mother didn’t have him until she was in her early 30’s, something unheard of back in the 50’s. All this adds u...
I love Halloween. What’s not to like? It’s a holiday of a sort, adults get to dress up in costume and no one thinks it strange, there’s candy, and it doesn’t involve family stress like Thanksgiving a...
I’m throwing my hands up; we need to talk about feet. On a gradually increasing basis the general public is being afflicted by feet, and afflicted is the right word: to distress with mental or bodily...
On her live album, “One Fair Summer Evening”, Nanci Griffith tells a wonderful story before the song “Love at the Five and Dime” about the first time she toured in Europe. While driving through Londo...
I’m not allowed to go the grocery store by myself. This is not a joke. All my friends know this to be true and are annoyed that I complain about this totalitarian state, as they would be only too hap...
No, not those Ropers (but now I know how old you are); these Ropers were my washer and dryer. They were dubbed “The Ropers” because, well, they were Ropers – Roper brand appliances that is.Years ago ...
This one’s been rolling around in my brain for quite a while and last week an incident at the airport brought it to the forefront and is now being thrust upon all of you! Where are all the seats? The...
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