So here I am. I'm at our lake house and its soggy. I've said yes to my kid that as part of his graduation present he can bring friends up here. Girls and boys. Somehow we set a limit and somehow, in the effort not to hurt certain people's feelings, he exceeded that limit without checking with me. As the rain pours down and the TV blares with the ...
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I’ll start with a question. If someone risked his or her life for you, would you give him or her a dollar? That is what we are asking every American to do this Memorial Day in honor of the 1.65 million troops who have served in Iraq and Afghanistan. Memorial Day is supposed to be a time to reflect, to pay tribute to the troops, to step back and honor ...
So this is the week. It's here. My new solo effort book hits stores on Tuesday and it feels a bit like giving birth. I'm waiting for my water to break or for the day of induction to roll along. I'm excited that it has gotten good reviews so far-- that people have smiled, nodded their heads, laughed out loud and cried. One of the greatest honors as ...
I don't often do nothing. I don't know how to simply do nothing. My husband says he has never seen me sit completely still and watch a movie. I always have to be in motion somehow-- accomplishing something-- putting pictures in a scrap book or folding laundry. I don't know if people still darn socks, but if they did, I suppose I'd be darning socks ...