Oh, my! You know you’ve reached a certain age when you need an easy-access file folder for miscellaneous funeral planning. You know, a to-die-for to-do list.
Attention, non-sports fans. I’ve got a sports story even you will like! It starts with Handsome Hubby, of course. My poor man! He was oh, so sad because I would not shell out $174,000 for (an almost courtside) ticket to watch the Knicks and the Spurs duke it out in the NBA Finals at Madison
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Pizza acrobatics, the waning popularity of greeting cards, a last name that’s 666 letters long, and my latest lament about life in Reno! It’s all a little random, a little silly, just a little this and that in the middle of a long week.
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While most eyes were focused on the Met Gala this week, I just couldn’t relate. Instead, I found my people, my tribe if you will, further afield in a remote corner of Ethiopia. There I found a people who “get me.” The tribe is the Bodi, and each year, they host an elaborate ritual celebrating
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Handsome Hubby was off traveling, and I was lonely for my man. What’s a girl to do? Well, left to my own devices, resourceful me found a device! And an app, too!
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I have a reputation as cool. I dress cool, you know, torn jeans and crop tops. I listen to — and like — rap music, and when my husband asks, “Who’s that guy?” about the latest musical guest on Saturday Night Live, I always know. (Well, almost always know.) And my writing students at the
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To-Die-For To-Do List!
It's OK to Laugh
Oh, my! You know you’ve reached a certain age when you need an easy-access file folder for miscellaneous funeral planning. You know, a to-die-for to-do list.
A Basketball Story Even Non-Sports Fans Will Enjoy
Nuns and B-Ball
Attention, non-sports fans. I’ve got a sports story even you will like! It starts with Handsome Hubby, of course. My poor man! He was oh, so sad because I would not shell out $174,000 for (an almost courtside) ticket to watch the Knicks and the Spurs duke it out in the NBA Finals at Madison
Pizza Acrobatics! Lengthy Last Names! Air Turbulence and More!
Let's Talk
Pizza acrobatics, the waning popularity of greeting cards, a last name that’s 666 letters long, and my latest lament about life in Reno! It’s all a little random, a little silly, just a little this and that in the middle of a long week.
I Found My Tribe
And It Wasn't At the Met Gala
While most eyes were focused on the Met Gala this week, I just couldn’t relate. Instead, I found my people, my tribe if you will, further afield in a remote corner of Ethiopia. There I found a people who “get me.” The tribe is the Bodi, and each year, they host an elaborate ritual celebrating
Left to My Own Devices, I Found a Device
Yes, And an App, Too!
Handsome Hubby was off traveling, and I was lonely for my man. What’s a girl to do? Well, left to my own devices, resourceful me found a device! And an app, too!
I’m Cool — In My Own Mind
Rock Concert Washout
I have a reputation as cool. I dress cool, you know, torn jeans and crop tops. I listen to — and like — rap music, and when my husband asks, “Who’s that guy?” about the latest musical guest on Saturday Night Live, I always know. (Well, almost always know.) And my writing students at the