Things that make me smile

After I went on a lengthy rant recently, the friend I inflicted it upon pointed out, “Cluelessness can be cured.”  My new mantra.

Things that make me smile

The other day, when we were having one of those “Why is the sky blue?” discussions, I admitted to my daughter that I didn’t know the answer to a lot of her questions, that I would probably never know the answer to those questions, and she shouldn’t try to stump me before I’ve had my…

Things that make me smile

My friend Marilyn over at Simmer Till Done is getting ready for her daughter’s Bat Mitvah and has been in a fever of baking and crafting for the past couple of weeks.  I ran into her at the coffee shop the other morning, where she taught me the secret of putting lists on pink paper so you can find…

Things that make me smile

The other day, a woman I know came up to me and said, “Do you think your sister could give me a quote for re-doing my living room?”  I stared at her for a minute, uncomprehending.  All of my siblings are tax accountants or some variation thereof.  “Um.  What?” “Isn’t she an interior designer?” “No. ” …

Things that make me smile

The other day, my daughter and I watched Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium, mostly because the DVD was on sale and I’d promised her a new movie as reward.  I had no expectations of it, except that I usually like Dustin Hoffman and hoped it wasn’t another Ishtar.   As it turned out, Jessica sat in rapt attention the entire…

Things that make me smile

I usually skate over typos in books (Columbia for Colombia, for example) although as I’ve mentioned before sometimes these things pull me out of a story.  But this week, I ran across a typo made repeatedly in a book that just made me laugh (not the response the writer was hoping for, I am sure.):  “He…