Some men are born gift givers. They zealously clip ads, create lists, or file away a well-dropped hint. Others have different talents. My husband falls into the latter category. In all matters of gift purchasing, he must be led, like a bull with a nose ring, directly to the desired item. As in, sent the link to the specific item in the appropriate ...
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November is the catwalk to the holiday season. Winter coats come out. Trees lose every leaf and the darned days keep getting shorter. This week I started combing through new recipes for Thanksgiving side dishes, knowing I’ll end up defaulting to the old standbys. But November is also the month we honor America’s veterans. Collectively we’re reminded ...
I was more than a little skeptical when a friend gave me the gift of a face reading session. I’d seen those movies where the fortune-teller works a scam under the table. And google certainly takes the guesswork out of meeting strangers. One look at my social media and you know the basics about my life, love and hobbies. Which is why I was pleasantly ...
Just about every woman I know read “Little Women” when they were young. I can still picture myself curled on up a 70’s mustard corduroy chair in our living room, completely absorbed by the indomitable March women. I related to Jo and her moxie. A little bit tomboy, a little bit rebel. The perfect heroine for a 70’s chick. The fact that my parents ...
The calendar gods got it wrong when they made January the start of the new year. In my book, it should be September, the month when summer fun comes to a close. The first sign is the fallen leaf, burnished into a lipstick shade by a rogue cool mountain night. Then there’s Labor Day, aptly named as the gateway to what’s to come…back to school, weekends ...