Part 1: Last Sunday, I made chocolate chip cookies for a friend’s party. Mix, mix, mix. Whisk, whisk, whisk. Sample, sample, sample. Delicious! I put the first batch in the oven, and then ate a spoonful. And three more. Just to be sure. Once all the cookies were in the oven, I finished off the […]
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Dear Midnight Organizer, I didn’t catch your name or see your face (those darn hoodies!), but I saw that you had stopped by at 4:15 this morning. The early bird catches the worm! My day started a little later, and it wasn’t until I got into my car at 8:30, that I realized I had
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Part 1: MotherLover Although I usually prefer comedy, sometimes I write about scary things like timeshare presentations* or my kitchen cupboards** or Sandy, the swim instructor.*** Recently, I learned about a scenario so frightening, I had to write about it. Dating. You’re probably thinking, what does this lady know about dating? It’s true, the last
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Usually Nina makes the Easter Dinner but this year I was in charge. “How does ham sound?” I asked the troops. “We don’t like ham,” was the general consensus. What I heard was, “Ham sounds great!” Since we had 10 people coming for Easter, I bought a 20-pound ham. Two pounds per person sounds about
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I had one stop to make on the way home, which was dropping off a book at my friend Melita’s house. What happened next was not entirely my fault. GPS didn’t tell me where her house was until I had passed it. You had ONE job to do, GPS! I put my car in reverse.
For the past month, hungry coyotes have infested our quiet suburban neighborhood. Thinking about going for a leisurely walk? I’d suggest you bring your running shoes. And a slower friend. At first, neighbors reported just one coyote. Then two, and soon three, and now, allegedly there’s a pack. Ravenous and menacing, they roam the neighborhoods.
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On our first day in Hawaii, Steve and I went to the dive shop to rent snorkel gear. While the sales girl, Molly, was ringing us up, Steve said, “I’m so excited for our surf lesson.” “I can’t wait to kayak,” I said. “Hopefully we’ll have time to paddleboard,” Steve added. Molly smiled, obviously impressed
My 1 ½ year-old granddaughter, Holland, toddles through our front door, squealing with delight. “Holland!” I yell, running into the entryway. Her eyes are huge with excitement. My arms are open wide. Her arms are open wide. “Holland!” I rush towards her. She gurgles with glee, arms outstretched. It is like a scene out of
Dear Wordle, My friend introduced me to you yesterday. It was love at first word. I’m hoping you feel the same way. Dear Wordle, It’s been a week and you’re all I think of. Before I even open my eyes in the morning, I whisper your name,“Wordle.” What am I doing? You’ve made it clear
Steve and I went kayaking last year. For those of you considering kayaking with your spouse, let me just say… Don’t do it! (Like a Nike ad, but the opposite) In fact, why don’t I just save you the trouble and paint you a picture of how your day will go. The arguing will begin
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