Put down the self-help articles, Missy. Pick up a novel. Yet there’s always that spark of innocent hope — the next Life Hack will be life changing! one simple trick will fix everything forever! It’s like buying lottery tickets as your retirement plan. Please, God, let me win, so...
365 Days of Mirth
Day 63: Color My World
When adult coloring books became all the rage, I just shook my head. When adults I know started plastering Facebook with pictures of all the pages they’d proudly colored, I added pity and eye rolls to the head shakes. It’s just paint-by-number, thought I – with the trendy freedom...
Day 62: A Bite Out Of Life
“The narcotic is important. It will fool your brain into thinking we didn’t saw into your jaw bone and dig around and then take more stitches in your mouth than are in the jeans you’re wearing. The narcotic will also make you so nauseous that you won’t be able...
Day 58: Never More Than You Can Chew
When, after a hushed conference, the dentist’s receptionist gave me an aspirin out of her own purse and offered to drive me home, I knew things were bad. I’ll be in better hands today. Husband will escort me to the oral surgeon’s office and care for me tenderly thereafter...
Day 57: Raising A Glass To Pauline
All it took was a handful of cheap chow mein noodles at dinner to bring my paternal grandmother right back to me. I’ve not had those little round crunchy ones — or my Gramma — for many years. We don’t get to choose, after all. Who knows what my...