Casually Priced? (words matter, speak them wisely)
"Casually priced" merchandise was advertised at a chain store I occasionally shop. I wondered if “casually priced” meant the merchandising department no longer put much thought into their prices? Or did it mean a more expensive price tag because they’ve grown less concerned about customer satisfaction? Or were their costs actually being...
Something's Missing (paying attention to more than food)
Dining at Mellow Mushroom, my husband and I split a steak and cheese calzone. They're huge, so it's plenty of food for two. The piece he cut and put on my plate was full of mushrooms that looked like meat. We were talking, laughing and catching up on news from our day, so most of our attention was on the conversation, not our food. That...
Off the Rack: A post about listening
Two hours and nearly 15 strapless dresses later, the choice for our daughter’s wedding dress narrowed to two at the first bridal shop we visited. The extra cost beyond the original $900 would be to have the dress hemmed, fitted, and straps added. We had enough time to eat lunch before the second and final appointment where our daughter decided...
Bucket List
Here’s my dreamy list, best mused over when lying on a comfortable couch with chimes ringing outside the screen door. Own a Daisy dog Cruise Alaska Travel around Europe Publish a book or two Be debt-free in five years Get a small tattoo for my eyes only Add a bedroom and pool to our beach cottage Buy a loft apartment in a creative and fun...
Inside Job (are you talking about happiness?)
“I wish your parents visited more often. I like how you keep the house when they’re around,” said our daughter’s fiancé. When she told me about their conversation, she said, “I wish that also. It’s because I’m trying to impress you. I’m trying to convince you I’m grown up.” We thought she lived an orderly life all the time. Instead, when we...
It's Me (I'm the problem and I'm the solution)
There’s a person in my life who is really bugging me. And I do mean really. Like wake-up-in-the-morning-and-there-she-is-in-my-head bugging. I twirl with self-doubt, questioning what’s up with our brief interactions. Even when I stop spinning, I’m still dizzy from confusion. I let her ruin hours of a day before I ever get started on work. And...
Boundaries of Kindness, setting limits for disagreeable people
Wonder, wonder? I've done a lot of that since Ma died. I wonder how she managed to welcome me with kindness into her home no matter how rushed I acted or how far apart our visits. I’d stop by and stay an hour or I'd stay 10 minutes. Sometimes I’d visit weekly. She appreciated our time together. Other times I’d wait three months to go by. My...





