I have now come to the conclusion that maybe I am "Older Than Dirt."
Anyone who has ever loved a dog knows the pain of saying "goodbye."
Wow. Fats Domino is gone.
Once again we are blessed with an ever so small increase in social security.
Pumpkin Spice coffee creamer is here.
Another close call for yours truly this morning.
I believe that most of us either know of a child with autism, or may have a child or grandchild who is affected.
Do you believe in the spirit world?
The Goodwill store is coming to my neighborhood.
Twenty years ago I sent a letter to the editor, while living in Washington state.
"If not for bad luck, I would have no luck at all."
The dictionary I use defines a friend as "a person one knows with whom they have a bond of mutual affection, excluding a family member."
I recently read in the Daily Miner an article on tourism in our community.
Just the other day while browsing the coffee aisle at Walmart, I noticed that once again the container had shrunk.
Kmart is closing. Oh, say it isn't so. I hate to see yet another chain store head to the chopping block.
Kmart is closing. Oh, say it isn't so.
I am always surprised by the things we seem to pass on to our children and grandchildren, not just the dark eyes or big feet.
It all started about a month ago when we noticed the bathroom sink drain was slowing up.
So here I sit in front of the screen wondering just what to write about this week.
Those who read my blogs have probably figured out that my dad had a unique sense of humor.
June is well upon us and that means lots of graduations, family vacations and, of course, weddings.
If you read the obituaries as most of us do, you have probably never read anything unkind about the recently departed.
Now that we have all shared some lasting Mother's Day moments, it leads me to start thinking about Father's Day.
Most everyone has an opinion when it comes to the pros and cons of social media.
I have been what I call the "Keeper of Secrets" for most of my life.
Today, while enjoying another walk to the store, I happened upon a scene I have grown accustomed to seeing.
By the time we are at and beyond retirement age, we should know how to eat healthy.
Have we become a society of wimps?
The stigma of being called stupid can actually stick with someone for their whole life.
Is it possible for a woman to have a man-friend?
What if you were the king of the country and got to make all the rules?
Nothing like a few days of warm weather to bring on those thoughts of home.
Being on the road with my sons and daughter in law is always an event.
I will light a candle in memory of my parents this week.
By the time we reach our 70s, we have seen and enjoyed many Valentine's Day celebrations, from chocolates and flowers, to engagement rings, to bottles of sometimes stinky perfume. We have taken those special trips, as well as shared many romantic dinners.
Having been an apartment manager for many years, I understand the importance of keeping working smoke detectors in your home/apartment even more than most people.
A wise man once told me, "Everything is not always black and white. Sometimes you need to find a gray area."
Sometimes we just have to shake our head and move on.
As the anniversaries of my parents’ passing is approaching, it seems only fitting to share a story that continues to bring a smile to my face.
I am the first to admit that I may be what some consider electronically challenged.
I must admit, it is pretty difficult NOT to keep up with Kardashians
Word on the street is that we will be getting a raise in our social security. Woo-hoo.
Most of us have lived next to the neighbors from hell at least once in our life. It may have been while owning a home, and you knew that you were stuck. Or maybe while your were living in a apartment and they were upstairs!
When we are children, Halloween meant staying up later and eating too much candy. At my current age, it means hoping no one wants to trick or treat at a senior building.
Sister and I were just talking the other day about how much we have seen and lived through during our lifetime.
Some people actually seem to work harder after they leave the workforce. I am not one of those people.
When I listen to various politicians on the news, it strikes me as odd when they "do not recall" certain things that they may have said or done. I have to wonder about this memory thing.
We have all heard the old saying, "You are what you eat." Now that is a scary thought. How interesting would it be if we all actually did look like the food we ate?
In just a few short months I will be joining the 70s club. I call it a club because most of the family and friends I hang out with have already passed their 70th birthday.
Can someone explain to me how killing animals for sport is something to be proud of?