Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

What it was like in the ancient old days

Thursday, March 16, 2006

On this, the occasion of my 10,000th birthday, I would like to say … oh, OK, I’m not really 10,000 years old.

Warning sign-ups of spring

Thursday, March 9, 2006

It is almost spring and the first specks of bold, new colors are sprouting among us. No, not spring flowers silly.

A mug of high fat might not kill you

Thursday, March 2, 2006

Look, I just don’t know if I can stomach the path this nation is taking one more day. What kind of world do we live in when a down-on-his-luck panhandler has to say, “Pardon me, brother.

Don’t be too sure of ‘someday’

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Nothing’s wrong just as long as You know that someday I will. Someday, somehow I’m gonna make it all right But not right now.

Working the bugs out of family sick times

Thursday, February 16, 2006

You really need to be in tip-top shape to come down with anything nowadays. The down-and-out workout.

The Cupid Wars set hearts afire

Thursday, February 9, 2006

Don’t you just hate it when worlds collide? My second-grader informed us, imperiously, that Cupid is “just a myth.

One tough cookie can shake this addiction

Thursday, February 2, 2006

The first Girl Scout cookie was sold on Nov. 11, 1932 by a troop in Philadelphia. The girls baked cookies for day nurseries as a community service project.

CHiPs are down for school-play costume

Thursday, January 26, 2006

You just never know when you will be tapped for greatness. On the day the play parts were passed out by the school’s music teacher – a man with nerves of steel and/or really heavy-duty ear plugs – my son came bearing that slip of paper like it was the sword pulled from the stone.

Home page is where the heart is

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Pardon my dust, but my home page is a mess. Worse yet, I’m expecting visitors. At least I hope I get visitors.

Suck it up: Technology is here, like it or not

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Generally, I shun technology. Fear it, even. I am still using a circa 1997 computer because, quite frankly, I’m scared to death of having to approach some 17-year-old employee at the equivalent of a “Techno Toys “R” Us” and showcase my pathetic ignorance.

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About Kymberly

Warm, witty and just a wee bit warped, Kymberly Foster Seabolt is a native of Kent, Ohio, who survived childhood exposure to disco and grew up to marry and move to the country. Her column weaves her special brand of humor with poignant, entertaining, and honest portrayals of parenting, marriage, and real life. She currently lives in northeastern Ohio with her husband, two children, two dogs, two cats, and numerous dust bunnies who wish to remain nameless.