Once upon a time, my two children went for a walk in the woods and came back with a gift for me. Read the full story
Today our categories are Venerable Game Shows, Esoterica, Must-See TV, How Many Commercials Can Oprah Be In, Missing Mustaches and GOATS. Read the full story
I have only one New Year’s resolution for 2020: Read the full story
Today our categories are Venerable Game Shows, Esoterica, Must-See TV, How Many Commercials Can Oprah Be In, Missing Mustaches and GOATS.
I have only one New Year’s resolution for 2020:
Some people just don’t get the spirit of Christmas.
At a time of year when I’m anxiously watching for the Black Friday sales prices for a new TV, and I really want all new kitchen cabinets, and a new rug for the dining room, and pretty wallpaper for the guest bath, and new light fixtures as long as we’re at it, and I want I want I want I want…
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.
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.
