Tip No. 542: NEVER ask directions from your husband or offspring
Tip No. 542: NEVER ask directions from your husband or offspring. All I wanted was to find one little antique store that was not far from our rental. Eight miles […]
Tip No. 542: NEVER ask directions from your husband or offspring. All I wanted was to find one little antique store that was not far from our rental. Eight miles […]
Tip No. 542: NEVER ask directions from your husband or offspring. All I wanted was to find one little antique store that was not far from our rental. Eight miles […]
Oh the joys of vacationing with adult children. One of us is thrilled by the downpour, and one is annoyed. Guess which is which, the world traveler, or the little […]
My men atop Mt. Royal, Montreal. Don’t they look so great!
My Uncle Pitts. An Italian from Pittsburgh. Who has a name like that anymore? Who delights in their children to this degree anymore? A full kiss on the lips, holding […]
I hate poetry, except for his. His, I love. http://www.powderkegmagazine.com/andrew-squitiro
We birth people didn’t know this, did we? Bah! Out of the mouths of babes, in this case, a surgeon: “Since 1970, the number of C-sections performed in the United […]
My beautiful boy! With his beautiful friends. Now, for business: Does anyone have a recommendation for the following services: a. Interior painter b. Mowing, weedeating, pulling weeds c. Housekeeper d. […]
I’ve gone out of my mind. I’m cutting short a family vacation (how many more of those will come my way with adult children?) to attend the final (on Earth) […]