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.
After I went on a lengthy rant recently, the friend I inflicted it upon pointed out, “Cluelessness can be cured.” My new mantra.
If you’ve known me for any length of time, you know I don’t own a television. This is not because I make any judgment about TV entertainment but rather that I like to get things done. And I know that if I have a television, I will watch it and not get things done. Some…
A friend mentioned to my daughter that she was turning fifty later this year. My daughter paused, then said, “Why?” Which I think is an excellent question. Instead of my chronological age, think I’ll turn 39 this year, or even 29. Because apparently, getting older is a choice.
If you are in Facebook, you have probable seen this “Polish proverb” (I have no idea where it comes from, and I sort of doubt the authority of someone randomly posting things on Facebook). It has become my new favorite mantra. ### My collection of travel stories, Travels with Jessica, is now available! Kindle and…
Yesterday my daughter said, “I love how your hair sparkles!” Sparkling hair! It must be that amazing new conditioner. No, wait, I’m not using an amazing new conditioner. I glanced in the mirror. I looked like my normal self, no stray glitter from a craft project or anything like that. “Hmm. What do you mean?”…
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…
I have always had this idea that my eccentric streak is mostly charming, and therefore not a cause for concern. This idea received a check the other day when I took a look at my passport photo and realized that the woman with those eyes seems more deeply disturbed than harmlessly eccentric. Wow, I thought….