Yesterday I went for a routine doctor’s visit. The nurse wore bright pink scrubs. Cheerful pink. She directed me to the scale. I put my purs...

I was a freshman at Ferndale High School in Michigan, when we (Mom, stepfather Tom, and four-year-old Kathy) drove across the country to Pal...

My mother hated birds. Seriously. They pooped on her car. She believed that if a bird got in the house, someone would die. And she had proof...

  I’m getting close to my Use-By-Date…seventy-nine on my last birthday. And no need to be a math wiz, you know what comes next. Holy crap! I...

  POWERLESS   6:30 AM   I am powerless. It has nothing to do with my age. It has nothing to do with being female.    The storm that hit at d...

Some months ago (maybe a year, I forget) John built a new headboard for our bed. It has a shelf that’s three inches deep (I measured...

Today I spilled the beans…brewed beans…coffee. I knocked a whole cup over and stained the perfectly nice gray carpet in my study. I have a ...