My Gift Giving Rules
It starts in September, sometimes creeping out even in August, those subtle and quite often not-so-subtle hints that are uttered during...
The Decorations of Nostalgia
It's that time again. The turkey is safely secured in my stomach, pecan pie devoured and the kids have washed away the evidence. That...
Garage Sale Junkies
The madness started when we discovered a flyer stuck to our mailbox, which is illegal I know but also don't care. Neither did whoever...
Thanksgiving Every Day
Once a year in America, we gather around a burdened table with family and friends to stuff our stomachs to match the full feeling of our...
The Night Before Thanksgiving
Growing up, the holidays were always a big deal. My parents threw everything they had into these special days and our home was jammed...
There Should Be a License
I don't go fishing. I've been invited, but I don't have a license and I refuse to buy one. The whole concept for even needing one seems...
I Really Hate Cars
There it goes, car number 24, attached to the back end of a tow truck, the stretcher in the automobile world. My parents used to name...
We Have a Stove?
The women have pulled a coup and men, we haven’t even realized it. I bet most husbands won’t know what hit them until tonight when the...
Introducing Chip
With Halloween upon us, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to introduce you to one of the residents of our otherwise normal home. I...
Pumpkin Carving
When it comes to pumpkin carving, I'm like Charlie Brown when he made his Halloween costume. Instead of a ghost with two eyes, he...
