
Rejoicing in the Miracle of Christmas
The presents are all unwrapped (at least all those that came in time—sorry, Sis—yours will be there soon!); the wrapping paper sits in garbage bags,

The presents are all unwrapped (at least all those that came in time—sorry, Sis—yours will be there soon!); the wrapping paper sits in garbage bags,

I hate sports. For all those out there who just gasped, my family included, I apologize. But I just have to say, I really hate

Think Marley and Me….Only a Golden. Like AirBud. And Shadow from Homeward Bound. But more beautiful. More loyal. And smarter. And sneakier. (On account of

a reprint from my original Kenosha News “My Turn” column from a few years back… Because sometimes I need a reminder! I had a birthday.

I had a fight with Siri today. Ok, to be truthful, it isn’t the first time. Just proves, once more, my abusive relationship with technology.

If I could ask you to close your eyes, I would. But it’s kind of hard to read that way, huh? Either way, I’d like

This summer, a one-liner ad for Starbucks promised, “15-minute vacations.” Brilliant! My favorite “1 teabag, venti chai tea misto, non-fat, no-foam and 7 equals” has

It’s one of our favorite family traditions, dating back to our honeymoon twenty-some years ago in Door County when we went looking for cherries. We

You know you’ve come face to face with your kids’ growing up when they start to nag YOU about getting your work done…not the other
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