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…
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…
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…
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…
The holiday season is almost upon us and the obligation of family festivities dangles overhead like mistletoe. The family unit is a wonderful thing and most of the year…
Someday I’m going to write instruction manuals for the population of intelligent people in the world. I used to shake my head at things like the tag on my hair…
I am a Laundry Gestapo. To my husband, sudsy duds are a non-issue but I say: She who does the laundry makes the rules. For example, nothing wet is ever…