Sometimes, I can’t stand to hear some of the words that come out of my mouth. Usually, they are the same words that used to come out of my own mother’s mouth. The ones that addressed particular behaviors and were repeated at regular intervals: “Chew with your mouth closed.” “Don’t pick your teeth.” “Put yourRead more…
So, I’ve been busy lately with the college kids home and their assorted needs and stitches that came back to New Jersey with them. Yes, stitches. Don’t ask. I just feel out of sorts now with folks home during the day and just can’t focus. And coming up with things to blog about has beenRead more…
I wrote this post last year and what a difference 12 months can make (or maybe not having a job). This year, not only had I purchased cards and candy well ahead of Valentine’s Day, I even was organized enough to send bags of candy to the two college kids in Virginia that even GOTRead more…
I wrote this essay two years ago after being coerced by my then 14-year-old daughter into a midnight Black Friday run to Target. I was not happy. The good news is now she has friends who can drive her to wherever she feels compelled to go post-Turkey and I can remain at home on myRead more…
