I’ve been obsessed with a certain granola lately and have taken to leaving a bag of it open on the countertop  so I can reach in and grab a handful to stuff in my...

I spent last evening trying to learn how to successfully back up our small trailer. Actually, I’m capable of backing it up just fine — getting it to go where I want it is...

Forty years ago, my husband, our kids and I lived in far eastern Kentucky, in a town nestled deep within the Appalachian Mountains. It was in an era that was pre-internet, pre-cable television, pre-a...

There’s a queen size boxspring sitting in my kitchen.  I don’t mean to imply that I don’t know how it ended up there.  I do.  In fact, I helped carry it and put it...

I don’t personally use an e-reader, though I know a ton of people who swear by them. I still prefer holding the hard copy of a book in my hands and being able to...

The other night when we were in the car, I was driving and my husband was the passenger.  He and I were talking about his mother’s childhood, wishing we knew more and wondering if...

I spent a long time running errands yesterday, didn’t remember to take a snack along with me and before I knew it, I was starving and ended up succumbing to a quick blood sugar...

On our way to a campground in British Columbia last week, we stopped for gas at a stop-and-go place that popped up at a highway intersection. I spotted a sign outside advertising ice cream so...

  A few weeks ago, I was eating in a restaurant that offered free soft serve ice cream to its patrons. Customers were invited to help themselves, an enticement that I don’t believe the...

The Provincial Park campground where we were staying this week had a book exchange table near the entrance. A conglomeration of inexpensive romance novels was pretty much what I expected — but at the...