It used to be when you came home from a vacation, you would unpack, do laundry, maybe go grocery shopping, pick up the mail you had stopped delivery on while you were not home. Nowadays, if you have the Geek Factor in your DNA, there are a host of other…
I am at the beach on vacation for a few days. I was sitting in my beach chair today, enjoying the cool ocean on my feet and legs and watching the little ones experience the ocean for the first time. Then I experienced something for the first time myself! A…
Monday is the day of ickTuesday you are still feeling sickWednesday you pass over the humpThursday it’s back to being a grumpFriday is the finish lineSaturday, if I’m lucky, the day is all mineSunday you see Monday around the bendThen it begins all over again.
I can’t stop watching it or thinking about it or tearing up when I see it. I don’t know what you believe, but this has to make you believe in something.
If Monday was in my front yard, I’d be in my backyard. And vice versa. Actually I’d be in bed.
My car had to go in for inspection this afternoon (inspections are required every year in Pennsylvania) and on my way to work this morning I was thinking about taking the beach chairs out of the back and anything else I wanted to remove before taking it to the garage….
Some weird stuff happening today, Friends. I drove 22 of my 23 miles to work this morning only to remember I left my laptop at home. I had to drive back home and then back to work again. A 70-mile commute. Lovely. Then a little before lunch my husband went…
I have a theory that everything in life can be tied to a Brady Bunch episode. Wanna get out of something? = “Something suddenly came up!” Break something that you shouldn’t have been touching in the first place? = “Mom always said don’t play ball in the house.” Need money?…
Things are pretty slow at work as we knew it would be since summer is our slow season. None of us are traveling and just a few of us have begun our planning for fall meetings. There is lots of downtime and lots of web surfing and Skyping back and…
I have always dreamed of having a pool. When I was growing up, my mom’s friend two doors down had one and I spent many hours in that pool while my mom and Mrs. F. talked about their stories (translation for you younger readers: soap operas), their husbands (there was…
