I have been on a quest for the perfect dress. Perfect for me, that is. And I do have some very specific requirements. Requirements that I probably didn’t have when I was 30 years younger. But you know how that is. If you don’t know, you might be too young to relate to this essay.
Anthropomorphism, that’s what. You may not know the word, but I’ll bet you a month’s worth of Starbuck’s Chocolate Cream Cold Brew that you know what it is. We all grew up with it. Kids still do. Mickey Mouse, Pluto, Bugs Bunny, Mr. Ed, talking teapots, minions, and the like. Anthropomorphism, a multi-syllabic word that’s
Let’s hit the ground running and create the right synergy, so we can go after low-hanging fruit. If you don’t have the bandwidth, phone me. Let’s touch base and think outside the box. I did not create the paragraph above. I stole it from the internet to illustrate that this is an essay about
My husband likes opera. Me? Not so much. If I had to rate my feelings regarding opera on a scale with “Hate” being 0, and “Love” being 10, I’d probably hover somewhere about a two-and-a-half. That is, if one of my more cultured friends happened to be looking over my shoulder as I filled out
It's May, the merry month of May, or so says one of the musical numbers from the show "Camelot." But for me, May is the time to release my hidden OCD as we prepare to move north. You'd think that after more than twenty years of this migratory pattern, I'd have the routine down
I’m in my kitchen staring down at what used to be my cutting board but now looks like a setting for a horror movie. Lined up in perfect medical precision are two screw drivers, flat head and Phillips, a pair of very sharp scissors, a Swiss army knife, an electric drill, a box cutter, and
Recently, a friend of mine sent me a rather lengthy article written by a woman who undertook a three-month experiment to try to change her personality. Besides suggesting that it might be a source of humor for a new essay, I couldn’t help but wonder if my friend was trying to tell me something. Nevertheless,
It’s 2022, and if you’re only just getting last year’s slang, forget it! Gen Z has invented a whole new lexicon. The March breaks are over, but it’s not too late to prepare for the April school vacation and visits or texts from the grandkids. Don’t get what they’re saying? Once again, I’m here to
It’s been almost a year and a half since I launched my campaign to invite lost words back into our everyday English vocabulary. Since then, I trust my readers have been making every effort to include the likes of egad, gadzooks, and piffle in their daily communications, be it texts, emails, or the rare voice
I had a very lovely Super Bowl Sunday birthday. Thank you for asking. And the outcome of our marital scrimmage about which occasion to celebrate? Both sides won. We had an early dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant. Agreeing to skip coffee and dessert, we were finished in time to join some friends to watch
