Thursday’s Thoughts: November 6th, 2019

A month or so ago, my oldest asked, "How did you know when you loved Dad?" How did I know? Reed and I met on a blind date arranged by mutual friends. Our friends came with to make the date a little less awkward. He was tall with broad shoulders and sleepy blue eyes (classic…

Thursday’s Thoughts: October 31st, 2019

This is Quinn: Isn't she precious?! I mean, really. Just look at her. Best. Dog. Ever. Of course, I may be a bit biased. (You know, my view may be slanted. I see the good; I overlook or ignore the not-so-good.) For example, she's a snuggler, but she's not so good at listening. (Unless a…

30 Years Ago Today

February 14, 1989 A Valentine’s dinner date He arrived in his 1987 silver Grand Am carrying a box of 3 large chocolates,  I ♥ U a bottle of Liz Claiborne perfume (the red triangle), a porcelain Precious Moments figurine, and a dozen long stemmed red roses. My student budget could only afford a teddy bear…

It’s Been a Good Week

My mom has been visiting for the past week, so my writing schedule has been a bit off. And that's okay. I am fortunate to have this time to spend with her. We've been walking daily,. My almost 87 year old mom has been managing a couple of hilly miles a day. It was also…

Warning: Sappy Post About Marriage

I have many just a few guilty pleasures. Beanie Weenies. Yeah, it's a thing. Every couple of months or so, this appears on the Hovie dinner menu. Curious? Smart Dogs + Amy's baked beans + chopped onions + ketchup + dijon mustard = Beanie Weenies. Want to know why I believe it's a guilty pleasure? Well,…