Musings, Rants & Scribbles...
One Long Marriage. Two grown sons. In the middle of it all.
Sunday, October 13, 2019
Sightings Over Sixty: Cold Chills
Sightings Over Sixty: Cold Chills: This week we're getting cold chills . . . not because of the weather, not because Halloween is looming on the horizon, but because ...
Monday, September 14, 2015
Thursday, September 10, 2015
5 Speed Bumps You Encounter on the Way to Your Dream (and How to Get Over Them)
We’ve all been there. You want it so badly, you can taste it. You’re so close to that dream, you can touch it. But then something happens. You hit a speed bump... http://www.pickthebrain.com/blog/5-speed-bumps-encounter-way-dream-get/
Thursday, September 3, 2015
How to Be an Awesome Mom
My mother with a very pudgy yours-truly. |
Thursday, August 27, 2015
6 Ways Immigrants Enrich America
I can’t say his name. But it begins with “T” and is plastered on every skyscraper in Manhattan. This Presidential candidate has his comb-over in a tangle over immigrants. Forget that most of us are here because of immigrants.
Now I’m not talking about criminals --documented or undocumented. I agree they should be removed, as any dangerous element should be in our country.Instead this debate has me thinking about people I know personally from other countries. Many have enriched my life. Do they all have green cards? I don’t know. I also don’t care. Maybe I should. But I don’t. Not only that, I believe immigrants strengthen America in 6 important ways…
Thursday, August 20, 2015
8 Tricks to Reading Your Cat’s Mind
Felines are mysterious. One minute they’re nuzzling your leg. The next they’re scratching your hand. What’s not to love? Here are 8 surefire ways to read your cat’s mind and if not exactly get this animal, at least level the playing field.
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Do Houses Have Souls?
You think they’re just wooden structures. They’re containers, made to hold people and possessions. Houses don’t have souls. At least that’s how I felt until I drove by my old home of ten years. That’s when my heart broke.
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