We pulled out the good sterling flatware for dinner the other night. Not because we were celebrating or anything. Because all the other silverware was still hidden away in a packing box somewhere. Read the full story
Last week was really busy and, well, I wound up missing out on Halloween. Read the full story
It’s cold and flu season, and I have questions. Read the full story
I am in the midst of decluttering the house. When I started several weeks ago, I carefully sorted the clutter: Read the full story
Last week was really busy and, well, I wound up missing out on Halloween.
It’s cold and flu season, and I have questions.
I am in the midst of decluttering the house. When I started several weeks ago, I carefully sorted the clutter:
The son is leaving for his first year of college, and I spent his last week at home making his favorite foods. Parmesan-garlic chicken with penne pasta. Homemade meatballs. Pancakes. Bacon. A different kind of ice cream every day. (Oh wait, the ice cream was for me.)
Jumpin’ juniper! It’s the last day of June already! I thought this month would never end.
Back when spring was new, I kept hearing a strange tapping, tapping outside my bedroom window. It sounded like a woodpecker pecking on the side of the house, except that we have vinyl siding.
I do love me some ice cream, but I have some concerns.
I try hard not to hate anybody or anything, but I am having some very unkind thoughts about housework.
On Monday, there was a frog in the house, near the front door. On Tuesday, there was a frog in the kitchen. On Sunday, there was a frog in the mailbox.
Today, class, we are going to talk about “double negatives,” because how could I not not do it?
Here are the books currently stacked on my nightstand:
A friend and her 9-year-old daughter drove down to visit one recent weekend. I got snookered into playing Monopoly with young Miss C.
My daughter is working as a camp counselor this summer, and she asked us to send her letters. Not texts. Not emails. Actual letters.
I was in high school when I first started raiding my father’s closet.
Penny penny penny penny penny …
“Rattlesnake plunges from tree into kayak” — The State, May 21, 2018
I have a boring name. “Lisa” was the most popular baby name the year I was born. I was never the only Lisa in my class.
The hardest workout I get is figuring out ways to avoid working out.
I have many regrets in my life, but right now one of the biggest is that I didn’t fill out my dog bracket.
Everybody always says school is harder than when we were kids. Just for fun, I tested that theory. I tried to do my some of son’s high school homework.
Like every other red-blooded American, I got an Instant Pot for Christmas. The Instant Pot — a new-fashioned pressure cooker — was last year’s hot toy for grownups.
Fortunately, my husband and I were able to schedule a last-minute getaway last month to Texas, to see old friends and eat barbecue made from beef.
I’ve been watching the Winter Olympics this week and feeling inadequate.
