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My home is my castle! Isn’t that how we’re all supposed to feel?
Oh, Wizard Rock, how we missed you.
The monster is dead. Thanks to the U.S. military special operations raid in Syria, ISIS leader, Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi was eliminated. He was responsible for the torture and death of so many innocents, including Kayla Mueller, our hometown young woman who set out to make a difference in the world. And she did.
Do you want to grow as fat as a pumpkin? Yikes, I meant to say, dear readers, do you want to grow a fat pumpkin? This year’s winner of the distinguished Largest Pumpkin in North America contest is a 2,294-pound beast!
There is an itty- bitty mouse, Who is living in the White House! Who one day fell from the ceiling, Sending forty reporters squealing.
Keep the faith! Never give up! Always believe! Because just when you think the game is over, all is lost, things will never be the same, a small miracle might occur. And it gives us hope.
The wait is over! After a long, 17-year slumber, buried underground, the cicadas have finally crawled out of their hiding places to have one big love-fest (or whatever insects do). Less than an inch long with red eyes, Brood VIII (as they are called) have arrived in the millions . . . yes maybe billions in a swath of about 400 miles in Ohio and Pennsylvania.
Oh Hillary, how we worried about you. Yes, we can all breathe a sigh of relief, as Hillary, the stranded donkey who was marooned for three years on a tiny island, has now been successfully rescued. It took many caring neighbors to keep the lonely donkey alive.
Finally a holiday that honors, we, the hard-working American people. Gotta love Labor Day. Let’s face it, we need to rest and relax. And if you are retired, you can feel proud of all those hours you logged in and celebrate by doing nothing. I love this holiday!
Yes, we have no bananas. We have no bananas today.
What’s for dinner? Three little words. Spoken over a billion times a day, in millions of places, in thousands of languages, all for one reason: people like to eat. No politics, culture, customs, religion, geography, income, age or race can divide us!
He was just a horse. I realize that there are more important losses, like the death of a child, parent or spouse. Still, heartbreaking grief is the result of love. And I loved him.
I bought my husband, Doug, a pair of yellow shorts. Who knew that color was so important? I was walking through a store and was picking him up a pair of his usual (khaki) shorts when this pale, yellow color caught my eye. So I took my purchases home, and excitedly showed Doug his new pants.
After many hugs and a few tears, he got in his truck and drove east towards Norfolk. Military families know the emotional ups and downs of enlistment, deployment, hellos and goodbyes. They all swirl together with joy, pride, worry, sadness, relief and wonder. S
Are you ready for swimsuit weather? Because it has arrived, ready or not. Hmm . . let me guess, you’d rather walk a plank with a gang of bloodthirsty pirates behind you and a bunch of sharks with their jaws wide open waiting for you to jump, before you’d like to go “public” in a bathing suit. Don’t worry, you are not alone!
What does the Fourth of July mean to you? Sometimes, in the rush of ordinary living, we forget the huge sacrifices and courage it took to form a nation. Clearly, back in the mid-1700s, parades and marches set the stage for peaceful protest against the oppressive rule of the British Empire.
The summer travel season is here! Before you hop on an airplane, please be aware (in case you haven’t flown lately) that there is a new report out by flight attendants that reveals that flying is more terrifying than ever.
Pay attention! These words are spoken (or shouted) every day. It seems we humans, have a hard time keeping focused on one task at a time. We are easily distracted. We try to multi-task (another term for do everything at once, rarely finishing anything).
Do you believe that the way we look has a lot to do with the way we feel? If so, read on.
There was a death in the family. Those cruel words have been spoken and experienced by all of us. A parent, spouse, child, sibling, aunt, uncle, grandparent departs from our life and we are catapulted into a different space. The grieving zone. That place that no one cares to be and yet somehow none can completely escape.
It wasn’t supposed to happen this quickly. All the school years racing by, blurring together, class photos, field trips, homework, teacher conferences, new school clothes, supply shopping ... and now this. A grandson graduating from high school leaving me to ponder, where did 12 years go?
I am artist. Here me roar. Bending, reaching. Now I’m sore. After years of practice, last Sunday I became “one with my paintbrush.” I finally found my calling.
Look around. Spring has arrived! Some poets call it the most romantic time of year, when tree blossoms, mild breezes and songbirds stir up positive emotions.
What has been lost? And can it ever be replaced? The heart and soul of Paris, Notre-Dame Cathedral, reminds us that our greatest treasures are not permanent.
The tax man cometh. And for many Americans, the pain and suffering begins. The deadline for filing your taxes is looming, causing many folks to become upset (if you owe) or happy if a refund is coming.
College admission? The rigorous process of entering an elite college has become a sad mess. When college “consultant” and con man Rick Singer cooked up the multi-million dollar scheme to cheat on admissions tests and bribe coaches, it resulted in wealthy parents getting their under-qualified kids in the country’s most prestigious colleges, like Yale, Stanford or Georgetown.
Happy Birthday Barbie! Yes, the iconic Barbie doll has turned 60 years old! And she shows no sign of slowing down, moving into a retirement community, or letting her hair go gray. Mostly, she still wears high heels.
Did you survive Arizona’s hail, sleet and snow storm? I hope so, because it was quite a doozy. You didn’t even have to live in the high country to see snow, since areas in the Valley were hit pretty hard.
Rap, tap, tap.. My cardinals are going a bit crazy, constantly rapping on my house windows. The red birds are territorial so whenever they see their reflection in a window, they try to peck it to death.
I ate chocolate. No guilt. It was Valentine’s Day and a small box of truffles landed in my lap. What was I to do?
Brrrr it’s cold! Yes, even here in Arizona we have had a frosty, wet winter. But it is sometimes hard to grasp the wrath of Antarctica weather that has been wreaking havoc on more than 100 million Americans, causing them to shiver, shake and run for cover. Baby, it’s cold outside!
I wore mouse ears. And felt the magic. Two days at Disneyland with three little girls under the age of six can really change your perspective on life. When you see The Castle, parades, Mickey Mouse, beautiful princesses and a place built entirely for the imagination and joy of children, it is easy to believe. Magic is contagious, but it isn’t cheap.
It seems we Americans cannot get enough of Marie Kondo, Japanese de-cluttering guru, whose book and teachings are showing us the way to a neater and more joyful life.
Eat, drink and be merry? Oh yea, finally, a group of health researchers have come out with a study that we might like. Yes, Dear Readers, a 15-year study on longevity has revealed that everything about “being healthy” might be subject to speculation.
Pegasus is gone. He was 30 and we were blessed to have him for 12 years.
O Tannebaum! O Christmas Tree! Who knew you were so buggy? Your branches green delight us! The sight of thee, at Christmastide spreads such joy and bugs among us!
Uh oh, it is that time of year to turn the scale back five to seven pounds. Because that is how much weight the average American gains during the holidays! Can this be possible? Well, I guess we start stuffing ourselves (and the turkey) on Thanksgiving Day and the food-fest just keeps on going through New Year’s Day.
How was your Black Friday? If you were one of the brave souls who headed out to shop, I hope you survived the ordeal.
She called me Stephanie. Well, my mother is 96 years old and is allowed a bit of confusion.
Want a $1,220 cup of coffee? No, I don’t mean an extra-large, special Pumpkin Spice Latte served in a golden mug.
Are you scared? If I told you that Americans spend a whopping $9 billion on all things related to Halloween, would it cause you to shake in terror?
Autumn is the season of longer nights, cooler weather and plenty of giant-pumpkin growing contests. And Pumpkin Spice Lattes, which might make us grow fat as a pumpkin because each cup “weighs in” with around 430 calories!
Do you look forward to your next birthday? My mother just turned 96 and she didn’t seemed too thrilled.
I have always wanted to go to Greece. Eat delicious food. See the blue waters of the Mediterranean. Maybe have a sip of ouzo. And see spiders.
She liked her ham. Yes, dear readers, it seems a woman who works in the deli at a Giant Eagle supermarket in Ohio was reported for “stealing” $9,200 worth of ham. How did this happen?
I don’t want to grow old. OK, so I know the alternative is not exactly a pleasant thought. And my minister says that, “Old age is a privilege denied to many.” Yes, this is true. It’s just that old age is rough.
Hold your horses! Air travel just got a whole lot more fun.
Have you given much thought as to the sex of papayas lately?
I am a surfer. Alright, I should clarify: I have surfed. Yes, dear readers, I caught one wave, hung ten and went on the long board.