My staining behavior has taken its toll on my clothes and my relationships. I believe I’m on the right track now. One day at a time.
I suffer from a little know disorder called ‘Potluck Anxiety.’ This humor post outlines the cardinal symptoms and how I’ve learned to cope. Can you relate?
How do I like to spend the Fourth of July? Celebrating my freedom, of course. And that begins with wearing yesterday’s underwear.
I was too cheap to pay for a DNA analysis, but I was intrigued enough to imagine what my sample would reveal. Here are my unscientific results.
Last year I was less than supportive of the corporate dress code but this year I’ve done a flip-flop. What caused my change of heart? Read the compelling reasons in this blog post.
The theme for the 2017 National Society of Newspaper Columnists (#NSNC17) conference was, ‘Live free and write, but not for free.’ It reinforced my affection for gravy and may have given me the courage to ask for it.
Ever noticed how the world will laugh with you unless you decide to become hysterical in an awkward social situation? Patrick and I learned this the hard way.
We tried to have a night out on a budget, but we blew it. But what we learned from our ‘thrifty dining’ experience was priceless.
Though I’m starting small I think I’m getting the idea about casting my dreams out into the universe and watching them come true. I learned a lesson about this last week from my daughter-in-law, Mark Zuckerberg, and a snake.
I published this first in 2015, the year I started my blog. And I’ve made it a tradition to repost it each year in celebration of my son’s birthday and my experience being a mother to the best son I could have ever hoped for. To James with love. Happy Birthday!