The gifter who keeps on giving bad gifts
Mr. Wonderful has taken to hitting me to get his point across. OK, technically it's more of a playful tap on the shoulder to...
Toting the line on clutter control
Call them bins, boxes, or totes but those plastic coffins designed to "out of sight / out of mind" our unused personal possessions are...
The plague and I
I think it's safe to confess that I have been a carrier of the plague. Apparently, I had pinkeye.Every single last one of my...
Crafting memories
I grew up with a mother who wasn’t terribly crafty, but come Halloween would dutifully create my Halloween costume with her own two hands....
Clearing my almost good name
Since they were old enough to be even dimly aware that their lives were published, my children have understood that a fair amount of...
Potluck at your own peril
I give the worst parties. Seriously. I have no idea why people keep coming to my house. I tend to issue invitations that request...
The best ride you’ll ever have
I applaud the advances in science and medicine that make childbearing so much less likely to result in death. I also suspect that all...
Things that nag in the night
As we head into the heart of the haunting season, I have a confession to make. As if my life weren't colorful enough, I...
Too much of a good thing?
One of the prides of my life is being complimented with the opinion that I take really great photos. I credit this to a...
Look out for pickup artists
Reader response to last week's love note to our 18-year-old truck let me know that many readers share our love and loyalty for their...
