If you read an article I recently had published in the Chestertown Spy entitled Homemade Mistakes, I mentioned “the carpenter with more integrity than any man I know”…
As I was reading one of my “Oh my Gosh what’s wrong with me” books, I came across an interesting concept; composing a personal mission statement. If we…
Twenty years ago, I remember giving a guy friend some advice. He lived at home with his Mom and they had a rip- roaring dysfunctional volatile relationship. I…
Last week I fell in love with the comfort of old friendship. The weeks before this, I was in love with the beautiful fields of Summer on the…
So far we’re having a happenin’ summer. There have been parties and pools and outings. And the real camps have yet to begin. My new jobs as cruise…
Summer was a month gone. Our plans to swim in pools and see people were happening and we had pictures to prove it. And none of my intended…
My dear and near people understand the irony of my endeavor here on this contraption. I swore off computers. I was exasperated by their promissory ease being ruined…
I noticed myself feeling anxious when recalling someone’s name recently. And I became slightly flustered. Yet, on another occasion, I realized I actually knew the name of the…
Embarrassed to say, I dropped the ball on Father’s Day. No fancy Smilebox card like last year. Husband said maybe it was my pay back for his absence…
This week has been jam packed with stuff doin’. Not always the getting done accomplishing stuff. My dirty floors are testimony to that. This was the being with…