Writer, retail manager, loving & quirky wife, lying athlete, enthusiastic reader, skillful cook, doting yaya, wedding officiant, too truthful mom.
I am not funny but at times I can be situationally humorous. (No promises, though.)
When I was a child, holidays were predictable. • Jacks and a miniature red ball in my Christmas stocking. There would also be a 'book' of Life-Savers. 10 rolls for each of us. We only ate 9- no one liked Butter Rum then.
I Can't Dance
The very earliest thing I wanted to be when I grew up was not a princess. Not a nurse. Not a mommy. I wanted to be a mermaid.
Flea Market Flip Me!
A not-guilty-at-all indulgence on Sundays is to watch-listen to a Flea Market Flip marathon while doing chores/cooking/laundry/and general putzing around.
Bringing Big Pete Home
“What do you mean ‘How’s Mom?’ She’s still dying Peter, that’s how she is.” Peter winced at his sister’s barking tone. He should have known better than to call Jessica. He never knew what to say to her, but he always knew it would be exactly wrong. Still, he had to try to make a connection with her; he needed to get someone from the family on his side.
The Fish Sandwich That Saved Pittsburgh
I've lived in Michigan for 18 years but to me 'eating local' means Pittsburgh. Pittsburgh has several fine restaurants (steak, Pittsburgh-style), many mom and pop diners (pancakes and omelets to make you weep with joy), and some truly amazing firehalls and church meeting rooms to tempt your tastebuds (kielbasa and pierogi so flavorful you can taste the devotion and love that went into it).
Butterflies, Coffee, and Alex
Even though we are rumored to get snow this week we are firmly over the line and into Spring. This time of year always makes me think of butterflies, coffee, and Alex.
Of Course I Know How to Put Oil in The Car!
There are times that I am surprised to be wrong. I forget that I don't know everything. Whenever I get to feeling too uppity, I remember the time I put oil in the car.
In The Flames
Remembering the fire I so firmly Steadily Determinedly (Hopelessly) Snuffed out I was not prepared to feel warmed anew.