“This ol’ thing? Only cost me $39.99 at Ross,” I bragged to other military wives in the ladies room of the Naval Station Newport Officer’s Club last weekend. Despite my seeming candor, I wouldn’t admit that I’d actually spent a lot more on the torso-girdle-contraption I was wearing under my ball gown. The Navy Ball…
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Dust in the wind, and on my furniture
Dust bunnies are the bane of my existence. Well, that might be a tad dramatic, but let’s just say that I pretty much hate dusting. Then again, my mother taught me to never use the word “hate” so let’s go with this: Dusting is an activity of which I am not particularly fond. (And I…
Don’t Mind the Gap
All my regular tables in the loft of the Starbucks are taken, so I grab the only available seat downstairs — a barstool right beside the restrooms. I have work to do, but before I start, I spend the requisite amount of time dawdling. Staring out the window, cleaning crumpled gum wrappers out of my…
I love Lucy, and her twin beds
A fellow military spouse once told me that I reminded her of Lucille Ball’s character in the iconic 1960s television show, “I Love Lucy.” I’m a throwback kind of gal, so I took the comparison as a generous compliment. However, although I can totally relate to Lucy as a scatterbrained housewife, yearning to make it…
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