fifty-five…and counting

I was asked by a dear friend to please do a “birthday blog”…so, since my audience awaits (at least one…) This past Monday, I turned 55. A speed limit. Double nickels. I qualify for the 10% discount at Jiffy Lube. Five years past half a century, which means that I’ve already passed “middle age,” because IContinue reading “fifty-five…and counting”

On The Wringing of Dishcloths

(After our conversation, David told me in no uncertain terms, “This should be your next blog.” So when the hubs speaks, I try to listen…sometimes) Last night, I told David something I have never told him in our 34 years of marriage. No, not some deep secret I was hiding or some huge bank account I’dContinue reading “On The Wringing of Dishcloths”