“Just when you think life may be getting easier because your children are almost grown, you have to start taking care of your aging parents.” –Cathy W. Cathy W. was the first person who responded to my request for tips on elder care. Her words were the first drops in what became a downpour of
Newsflash: There are less than 360 days left until Christmas 2018. Everyone needs to start working on their 2018 photo calendar now. Why? Because it’s an ideal gift. For more reasons than you think. One for the grandparents. As I mentioned in this blog post, photo calendars are the perfect present for grandparents. I can’t
For the longest time, I wanted Christmas my way, in my house. Early on in my marriage, I imagined the fulfillment of this desire would require a death—namely, my mother-in-law’s. I certainly didn’t want that, and thankfully, I didn’t get that. Not for the longest time. “Hurry, hurry! Coats and mittens. Zip, zip. Snap, snap!” Out the door, down
On December 7, 1991, everything changed. Up until that point, my professional plan was to be a working mom so our family could enjoy the benefit of two incomes. But then I held our first-born, Jojo, in my arms and DOINK! In that moment I decided the stay-at-home-mom life was for me. Sure, there were
On the steering wheel, Tony Bear’s knuckles shown white. He glanced over. “Can I speed?” I nodded. “I reckon this is the only time you can.” As he zoomed through the streets of Cincinnati, I whispered. “Nothing’s ever going to be the same again, is it?” He skidded to a stop in front of the
A few years back our Thanksgiving feast was a fiasco. Because I decided to be trendy and brine my bird. Nowhere in the directions did Martha Stewart say it would take the turkey three times longer to roast due to its 48-hour soak in salt water. Everything started out fine. The wassail was perfect, all
Are you ready for some Christmas? Either way, you came to the right place. Today you get a bunch of gift-giving tips to make the holiday elf inside of you Happy, not Grumpy. Because grumpy holidays are not fun holidays. Trust me, I speak from experience. Don’t believe me? Click here. Oh, oh, oh, and
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Did I do the right thing, say the right thing, when in high school you asked: “Mom, do you think I’ll make it on Broadway?” Thing is, I hate to lie. That afternoon, I moved away from the kitchen table to lean against the counter. “Here’s the way I see it, baby.” I counted on
“A shepherd-boy who watched a flock of sheep near a village brought out the villagers three or four times by crying out, ‘Wolf! Wolf!’ when there was no wolf…”
