’Twas a week before Christmas and our wallets were bare… There wasn’t so much as a dollar in there The gift cards were purchased, the stockings were stuffed Even the eggnog tureen had been buffed. The bonus was gone, the tips had been tipped The gift to Aunt Martha had finally been shipped. The lines at the mall were…
When my husband and I got married, I promised to love and honor him and learn how to ski. I was actually able to put off this last commitment for about ten years. But when he decided it was time for the kids to learn, I was forced to take the plunge, as well. I quickly discovered that the critical…
I’m usually pretty good about keeping track of what’s in my fridge. But over the course of a few weeks, the food containers seem to multiply and take over. By the time I get around to realizing that some items have been in there too long, the contents of the containers way in the back of the refrigerator either look…
My philosophy has always been, when you find something that works, stick with it. This was true for my preferred brand of peanut butter, my husband, and my bras. Although some people may find it boring to stick with the same style of bra for years and years, for those of us who are a tough fit, finding a good…
I wouldn’t say I’m a Fashionista, but I do like new clothes… A lot. When I was in my twenties and I lived in the city, I would use my lunch break from work to shop one-day sample sales. This had the dual advantage of keeping me slim (no lunch) and getting cool clothes at a bargain. Of course there…
One of the things I find to be a complete waste of time is shaving my legs. It’s not that I don’t need it, it’s just that the shave lasts all of about eight hours before the werewolf in me begins to re-emerge. Additionally, with the vast acreage of hairy body parts that need to be attended to, it takes…
“Hi, I’m Didi, and this is my husband Bob. We’re your neighbors!” I stood at the door to our Vermont ski rental and stared at the older couple in front of me. She had her hair in two tight braids on either side of her head like Heidi of the Mountain. He was wearing lederhosen. I was speechless. “We’re on…
Clearly the wild turkey that was standing in the middle of the road had not heard about the roast turkey I made for dinner last week or he might have moved at a slightly faster pace. However, this turkey seemed in no hurry to go anywhere… but I was. Had it been the size of a normal turkey, I would…
About five years ago I noticed that the shallow lines on my forehead had started to morph into wandering rivers. Since I wear my hair very short, there wasn’t really any way to cover them up and I complained to my husband that I was starting to look old. “How old do you think you look?” he asked. “Around fifty,”…
“I got an invitation on Facebook to join the Magnetic Eyelashes Fan Group,” I told my husband as I stared at my computer screen. “What does that even mean,” he asked incredulously. “It’s a group on Facebook for people who like Magnetic Eyelashes, I assume.” “Is that a thing?” he said. “Apparently,” I said. “Although I have no idea what…