Several days a week, I drop the kids at school, and head downtown to one of my secret haunts. No, it’s not a bingo hall or a betting room, and I haven’t drained our meager savings into a slot machine. It’s not a watering hole, and I don’t sit at a bar with a Jack-n-Coke…
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Fast Friends
What makes a true friend? We could wax philosophic on the issue, carefully tempering real-life accounts with the well-researched results of valid clinical studies of human behavior and sociology. Or, we could just Google it. WikiHow.com has an impressive list of tips to help you decide whether your friend is true, and as an added…
Wary of War-weariness
All I did was go to a movie, eat a jumbo tub of popcorn, and fall asleep watching TV. But I’m totally exhausted. Not in the fatigued sense of the word, but exhausted as in spent, drained, tapped out from the endless barrage of negative news related to the military. My Navy husband and…
Snow Day Slumber Party
At the time, I thought it was a good idea. At the time, I thought it would be fun. At the time, I thought it would make me look like Mother of the Year. Yes, at the time. My brain must’ve been frozen when I had the bright idea to allow our teenage daughters, Anna…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets