I tried my own hand at paying it forward not too long ago and had my hand slapped. Since then I’ve been mulling the situation over in my mind wondering what the consensus would be if other people found themselves in the same situation.
Set two people down opposite a little round table with with foaming cappucinos and it’s like listening in on a therapy session. The whole of life and love can be solved over a singe latte.
Glitter is my nemesis, my Kryptonite, my modern day Moriarty. Turn glitter loose in your house and it will be harder to get rid of than black mold.
I can recite the telephone number our family had when I was growing up but the address of the home my husband and I shared as newlyweds escapes me.
If you asked me to bake a cake, I’d need a Betty Crocker box mix and a bowl. My neighbor, Debbie, bakes with something called The Cake Bible.
I always thought that if I never married, I’d either be a librarian or a truck stop waitress.
New Year’s resolutions make me skittish. I suppose it’s the thought of making a promise I might not be able to keep. Yet there are people in my life who have simply resolved to do something and made it so.
Almost a decade ago my husband decided that he was going to give up soft drinks. [...]
Our Christmas decorations seem to multiply like rabbits. As newlyweds we owned a skinny, artificial, table top tree that could barely balance under the weight of two dozen airplane ornaments that I purchased on clearance at a paint and wallpaper store. Twenty years later our tree has grown into an eight-foot monstrosity and I have [...]
My husband has an aversion to outdoor Christmas lights. Every year when our neighbors climbed their ladders to deck out their houses for the season, Patrick grunted and mumbled under his breath.
When Thanksgiving rolls around every November, we are called to remember those things we are blessed with all year long. This year a silly snippet from my youth reminded me of the many things I take for granted.
