I go through sunglasses at an alarming rate, which is why I try to keep three pairs on hand at all times: a regular pair, a spare pair, and a desperation pair. My desperation pair usually has parts missing, but it gets the job done. Unfortunately, sometimes all three pairs go MIA, and that’s when
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My husband, Steve, and I have 11 pillows on our bed right now. Once upon a time, we had two pillows. This is my pillow. That is your pillow. Good night. Those were simpler times. Over time, the pillows multiplied. Two turned into four, and four into eight, and so on. It was like Noah’s
Steve and I were walking through our neighborhood a few weeks ago when suddenly, he stopped. “Wowza,” he said. My eyes followed his gaze. Seeing the object of his affection, I sighed. Who could blame him? “Definitely fake,” I said. “Nope, definitely real,” he said, unable to pull his gaze away. He let out a
Last Saturday, at 3 pm, Steve and I decided to throw a Derby party. The Kentucky Derby started at 4, so we really needed to get moving. The first thing you need to do when throwing a Derby party is select your horses. The selection of the horses went rather quickly as Steve and I
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I went for a bone density exam this week. Walking in the room, Sheila, the x-ray technician greeted me with, “Well, how are you today, my friend?” Then she told me to step on the scale. Hey, Sheila, friends don’t make friends step on the scale. When she announced my weight, I shook my head.
My 107-year-old dog, Dixie (who barely looks a day over 98) has become sweet and mellow in her old age. This wasn’t always the case. Once upon a time, Dixie was deemed a “Nuisance Dog” because she may have gotten into a kerfuffle or two. This led to a court appearance, which resulted in Animal
Whenever I book a flight, I always end up in Group 7. Even when I check in 24 hours ahead of time, ON THE DOT! Tappity-tappity-tap-tap-tap! (That’s me typing like a madman, hoping to beat my fellow passengers, and secure a decent boarding number.) But when my boarding pass pops up… GROUP 7! (Am I
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I sat, hands clammy, trying to avoid the nine pairs of eyes that were on me. I had stalled as long as possible but I couldn’t delay the inevitable any longer. “Your turn,” someone said. With the enthusiasm of a death row inmate, I made my way across the room. I picked up my bag
After 32 years of marriage, there’s not a lot of surprises. Steve and I know and expect certain things from one another. For example, Steve is an early bird. That guy is always up before the sunrise, perky and productive. Like a rooster on crack. I’m more like a bear who’s been dragged from a
