The high school yearbook. Have you dusted yours off and cracked it open lately?
I have. I don’t have a hard copy, sadly. It was lost in a box that never got mailed home from my time living in the...
In the realm of the world’s biggest lies, somewhere in the vicinity of “My diet starts Monday” and “I’m never drinking again,” ranks this whopper: “Mashed cauliflower tastes exactly like mashed potatoes.”
This is just the first in a litany...
Sad news for those nostalgic for the Valentine’s Days of decades passed: those heart-shaped Sweetheart sugar candies that were so popular for so long, won’t be on store shelves this year. No “Be Mine” and “Kiss Me” printed messages...
The Superbowl, to me, has always been about a few important things.
First and foremost, there are specials everywhere on Superbowl food, that’s at the top of the list. Wings for a quarter apiece? Yes, please! Deep fried pepperoni and...
There are so many issues in the news to write about that I’ve decided to take a break from reality and distract you from global tumult with some more random facts. Enjoy!
It takes one entire acre of peanuts to...
Apparently I live a cluttered life, or so I’ve been led to believe by the barrage of e-mails, advertisements, podcasts, webinars, and TV shows reminding me that closets need to be organized, countertops need to be cleared, and drawers...
I will always remember those times with a toddler. I’d be on my hands and knees on the hard tile floor, creeping from couch to coffee table to TV stand, looking for lost treasure.
Tailing me (quite literally) was a...
How was everyone’s holidays? Peaceful and relaxing and surrounded by friends and family, I hope. If you’ll bear with me, this column will be old news by now, but I’d still like to get it out of my system.
Has...
Let me see if I can take some of the 40-plus readers back to elementary school.
Gone are the days when almost all the teachers were women, when we had religion class every Thursday morning, when altar servers were excused...
I often complain — rather gratuitously, I now realize — that I don’t have a moment to myself. Responsibilities and relationships tug at my time, and hardly a day goes by without being surrounded by friends, coworkers, and strangers.
Not...