Monthly Archives: October 2010

I went to the gym this morning for the first time in months. When I went in, it was spritzing. When I came out, it was snowing – hard. Yes, I went to the gym, and I think hell froze … Continue reading →

The signs of the season are everywhere. Falling leaves. Chillier temps. And even Christmas displays at Home Depot (yes, this is too soon!) With holidays looming, I inevitably start thinking about the celebratory meals and gatherings I will either host, or attend, … Continue reading →

It’s beginning to look a lot like … Halloween. And I dread it. That “bah humbug” attitude that Dickens described so well in “A Christmas Carol” is how I regard this season of ghosts, goblins, and neighbors’ houses dressed up as elaborately … Continue reading →

The downstairs zone control on my furnace isn’t functioning, so on Sunday I called my plumber, who works for me freelance, to see if he could come take a look. He said he’d call on his way over this Wednesday … Continue reading →

The worst betrayals in life come from the oddest sources. For me, it wasn’t a long-ago boyfriend or fickle friends. Not even old bosses who tagged someone else for that perfect job. By far, the most frustrating, disappointing, unreliable, and … Continue reading →

I just got an email that made me think. The question posed was this: “What scares you?” It was supposed to be a segue into an online article about weird phobias (this is one of those unrelenting email blasts that … Continue reading →

I stopped at the grocery on my way home last night. If the contents of your cart tell a story about you, I shudder to think what mine was saying: Reese’s cups, Ghirardelli dark chocolate and mocha fudge chunk ice … Continue reading →

By Fyears: Guest blogger There’s no longer any point in denying it. I have become my mother. If there was any doubt after a look at the cottage cheese and take-out Chinese containers that now outnumber my Rubbermaid and Tupperware … Continue reading →

I recently adopted a dog with gas. Enough, seemingly, to fire a power plant. It’s a trait we really weren’t expecting when we brought her into our home. We knew she had epilepsy. She takes medicine for that. In the time we’ve … Continue reading →

I hate to admit it, but email from BarackObama.com goes directly to my online trash file, and then out the door. As well as notes and newsletters from WebMD, Make Big Money from Home, and a handful of other automatic … Continue reading →