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…
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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…
Snack Duty: Fall’s most competitive sport
By now, the youth sports scrimmages are over, and regular fall season competition has begun. But what our kids don’t know is that another fierce game is about to start. A game that involves intense, some might say vicious, competition. A game that is not for the faint at heart. A game that requires superb…
Now What?
I remember it like it was yesterday. The shriek of my alarm going off at 6:15 am like the start of some second-rate dog race. With a rat’s nest of hair and the same yoga pants I’d worn the day before, I was off and running: making beds, toasting waffles, packing lunches, dropping off, sorting…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets