Suprise Me

We set off en masse to a restaurant nearby called The Carnivore where we have cocktails, then nibble from platters of, so help me, wildebeest, zebra, ostrich, and a few other exotic meats. After dining it’s back to the hotel bar for nightcaps. Read More

Years ago, while visiting my sister, one Sunday I went to church with her and her family. I remember the pastor delivering his thoughts about how many times in our lives we are faced with choices. Choices which cause us to make decisions as to what path in life we might choose to take and… Read More

Daylight Savings Time starts tomorrow. Harumph! I expect that I will feel grumpy and out of sorts for the next week. Read More

“Your honor, I am a doctoral student at the University of Illinois, and I have been spending quite a bit of time in places where young people go during their out-of-school hours." Read More

From the vantage point of 50 years, I can say that Bob and I were a good couple. We had great chemistry; I have learned that having such “chemistry” and remaining intellectually interesting to one another are motivating factors for me. We had fun together, learned songs and sang together. But I was congenitally insecure.… Read More

That 'Cliffie who had a crush on me who I blew off as a pest and lived to regret it... Read More

If I live to be 90 like my parents, my children are free to surprise me. Just no flamingos this time. Read More

She was also raised during the depression and hated waste, particularly food waste. Read More

“And so when WE get married, blah blah blah…" Read More

Tennis Woes I’ve written recently about my pickleball addiction and also about my long,  and rather lackluster tennis career and my parents’ unforgivable role in it.  (See Pickled) Here’s more about that disappointing chapter in my sporting life. My parents were both athletic,  in facf my father was a really good tennis player in his… Read More