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Darnit, that’s One Good, Dang Diner

Darnit, that’s One Good, Dang Diner

“Hey Mom, I’m hungry, can we stop for something to eat?” inquired one of my offspring. “Sure,” I said, looking out the car window.  “How ‘bout we go to that Dam Diner.” “TRACY!” yelled my husband. “What?” I replied, smirking.  “That’s what it’s called: ‘The Dam Diner.’” I pointed out the window to a restaurant coming up on the right.  It…

Rubbing Elbows

Rubbing Elbows

I have issues with other people’s elbows. This is not to say that I obsess about them all the time.  No, I only have an issue with them when there is a shared armrest at stake, such as at the movies or on a plane.  The unspoken rule with shared armrests is that you are obligated to find some kind of armrest…

The Vacation that Tried to Kill Me

The Vacation that Tried to Kill Me

“I have a great idea for a winter vacation!” exclaimed my husband. “What’s that?” I asked. “Let’s go scuba diving AND skiing!” “That’s not a vacation,” I groaned.  “That’s a horror movie.” Clearly our definitions of vacation were vastly different.  For me a vacation meant lying on a beach with a stack of books by my side and a slushie…

Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

One of the things I was really looking forward to when I went to Santa Fe for a long weekend was hiking in Bandelier National Monument. Known for its ancient cave dwellings, it was definitely on my bucket list of U.S. parks to visit. The trail to the caves was a mile and a half loop from the visitor’s center,…