A strange thing happened this morning. I woke up with someone else’s neck. I looked in the mirror. Then looked again. Overnight, I had become collared with wrinkles."
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I had a “date” with Michael McDonald, a former Doobie Brother. It took place while I was married. In fact, my husband arranged it…
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There had been ten of us women who met to discuss whatever book that month’s hostess had assigned. When Barb’s life was ebbing, we took turns visiting her, providing food and housecleaning. After the celebration of her life, our moods eventually lightened as we, now nine, tuned into the wedding of one’s daughter, the birth of another’s grandchild, and the gifts we’ll steal from one another during our round-robin gift-swap. We also laugh a lot…
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Is that alive? The diameter of its leg span has got to be three inches…
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At this altitude, the wind-sculpted snow drifts remind me of sand dunes. Farther up, they resemble scalloped, white frosting generously applied with the swirl of a flat knife...
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John and I were still feeling the beat when we heard the Saranac Lake Women’s Civic Chamber was hosting a fundraiser at the Elks Lodge. The Dance-athon was advertised as 60’s, 70’s and 80’s music with cash prizes. Looking the part was also encouraged. I donned my hand-embroidered jean skirt from the 60’s, a tie-dyed top, and multi-colored beads. Off we went...
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Snoring decibels matter. Take a recent camping trip with our boys. It started over the phone when our thirty-two year old son, Luke, who lives in Maine, told us, “I’m climbing Katahdin at the end of September and I think Adam [Luke’s thirty-five year old brother] is coming too.”
“I’m in,” I said not waiting for an invitation.
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Hunter, the grizzled, barefoot cook, welcomed me into the galley, with the floor space of a small elevator. He said he’s been with this ship for three years but has worked for twenty years on nine boats total.
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