It’s bound to happen in any relationship, and often, I’ll bet it frequently does. A couple has a decision to make about something and,...

I counted. It was a lot, and they kept coming.  Twenty-three new emails had arrived in my inbox overnight from the newly formed “Let’s...

’Twas a month before Christmas, and all through the house The aroma of baked goods Got the attention of my spouse. The date had been...

It’s a vivid memory. Grandpop relaxing on the garden swing he had built himself, warm sun peeking through the leaves of the grape vine...

“I feel like a pioneer woman,” I remarked to Dina, my oldest and dearest friend.  It was Wednesday, the day set aside for our weekly Zoom...

I did it again. I try, I really do. But for some reason, I can’t seem to stop myself. The look on his face indicated I had reached the...

OMG!  How did  this  happen?  I surveyed the clutter - gremlins had stolen in and added more to the pile of unopened mail, receipts and...

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“What should I make for dinner?” I mulled the question over my first cup of coffee. I had a busy day ahead and thought getting a head...

“How did you get him to do that?” she asked over coffee. Our conversation had turned to what we were planning for dinner that evening and...

Clang, bang, thump. I was making a lot of noise and, sure enough, it woke him up.  “What are you doing out in the garage? "my sleepy-eyed...

He’d only been gone a few hours, and the seeds of panic were already starting to creep in. I usually consider myself an independent,...

It’s January, and the New Years phrase “out with the old, in with the new” is in full play.  I love this time of year; it’s the ultimate...

It happened last week - the start of a movement.  A real honest-to -goodness “we’re going to change the world” movement.  And it began,...

Well, it’s just another day of sitting on the couch, with my feet up and eating bonbons.  What a life of leisure I must lead.  Sometimes...

“Mama, mama! Get up!”  A soft cry comes from the foot of my bed.  It gets no response. “MAMA! Didn’t you hear me? Get up!!”  Ugh! Again? ...