Humor
Published: 16/12/2007
Front doors say as much about who lives in a house as names on mailboxes do. Natural wood, for example, says casual and unpretentious - unless the owners of the house have been married for so long they've gotten used to the weather-beaten look.
Glass, on the other hand - the one turning the...
Published: 16/12/2007
My grandmother believed in face-lifts - as long as they didn't require surgery. She believed a smile improved everyone's looks.
Most women, however, use lipstick to improve their looks. That's why lipstick is the most frequently purchased beauty product - except by me. I don't wear lipstick....
Published: 16/12/2007
When I was a child, I wanted a crystal ball. I wanted to peer into a glass sphere and tell the future. My mother, however, didn't need a crystal ball. When she asked me where the cookies went, she knew I'd say, "I don't know". When she asked me how the glass got broken, she knew I'd say, "I don't...
Published: 16/12/2007
Is living on the edge a lifestyle? Living on the edge means different things at different stages in life. For a toddler it means letting go of Mommy's hand to take that first step. It's the first lesson in the ups and downs of life.
An adolescent learns to compromise and share in order...
Published: 16/12/2007
Although I put off writing this, I'm not a procrastinator. I'm a prioritizer - unless thinking twice about something makes me a procrastinator.
No, I'm a blond; and blonds aren't likely to delay. Keeping our roots from showing has taught us not to put things off.
In spite of that, I...
Published: 16/12/2007
A friend sent me a postcard from France. The rolling hills of Provence, lush vineyards and charming chateaus - yes, I remember it well.
When my husband and I went to France, I packed so much he accused me of trying to smuggle things into the country for a garage sale. I'm a girl scout at...
Published: 16/12/2007
My grandmother invented a game called "Pocketbook" to teach me about money. Every time we played there'd be a different amount in the pocketbook and I'd have to decide what I wanted to buy. I thought it was fun. Grandmother thought it was necessary.
I still play the game when I'm stuck in...
Published: 16/12/2007
I grew up without a recipe for marriage. Before I eloped I asked my mother how to turn over an egg without breaking the yolk. Frankly, I'm not sure she knew. The women in my family are known for cooking up reasons to go out to eat - but I digress. My mother said if John complained about a broken...
Published: 16/12/2007
"The check's in the mail". "No, you don't look fat in that". "You don't look that old". These are familiar exaggerations, white lies or what my grandmother called Pinocchio noses.
A building contractor nose how to convince you the remodeling will be done on time. A used car dealer nose how to...
Published: 16/12/2007
Once upon a time there was a little girl named Goldilocks. When I was a little girl, this was just a bedtime story. As an adult, I can read the lesson between the lines. Picky people are hard to bear.
When I heard the story of "Cinderella", I wanted glass slippers. Now I would need the...
