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...
Tried and true truck is family
"You can set my truck on fire, and roll it down a hill, But I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe DeVille-- Joe...
Back to school: Supplies and demands
I support schools, staff, and students every day. I am also very much a "suck it up buttercup and do what the teacher says"...
Let me call you sweetheart
Recently, our local newspaper featured a letter to the editor from a reader irate not about the war, economy, unbearably hot weather, unsafe eggs...
Is summer really over?
When summer began I had the same feeling many parents do, worrying about how I was going to fill all those long, lazy days....
