During morning rush hour, cars creep forward in a queasy gas-break rhythm toward Gate 1. The most recent ISIS threats have prompted heightened security, so the guard is taking his time. After school drop offs, I join the security line in order to get back to our house on base. With nothing else to do…
Motherhood
Put to the test
It’s that dreaded time of year, when despite the blooming trees and singing birds, many baggy-eyed humans have confined themselves to dark corners, their heads buried in musty old textbooks. Yep, Exam Week. The heavenly flora and fauna beckons us to run free, but for some, it’s Hell on Earth. In the Molinari family, all…
Drumroll, please!
After random selection, by my son who just got home from college and was cleaning his room before I called him into the office, from a scattered pile of tiny pieces of crumpled up paper bearing the entrants names … I am happy to announce that the official winner of the brand-spanking newly released Blu-ray/DVD/Digital…
Heroes and Hot Dogs
“Why did I come in this room again?” I often mutter to myself, while puttering around my house. At the commissary, I spend the first few minutes mumbling, “Now, what was it that I needed?” Without fail, an hour after entering a Target store, I find myself in the checkout line, inquiring, “Wait, what was…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets