This coming Saturday, in the wee hours of morn, I’m boarding a plane for New York City.
Hold onto your hats: Husband is singing at Carnegie Hall!
To answer the probing questions you haven’t asked yet, it all started about a year ago… Continue reading “New York State of Mind”
This morning as I was walking Dog, I passed by that house.
You know which one I mean, right? There’s one in your neighborhood too. It’s the one with the perfect yard.
The grass is perfectly green, the bushes are perfectly shaped, the flowers look like they were planted with a ruler and level.
Walking by such a yard used to fill me with envy and shame, for I knew I had no chance of joining their anal-retentive ranks. Frankly, I was too dang lazy.
Since then, I’ve come to realize there are lessons to be learned by lazy gardeners. Highly important lessons. Lessons that can change lives!
Okay, I can tell you’re skeptical, so here are three such lessons from my own yard.
Continue reading “In Defense of Lazy Gardening”
Yesterday was the anniversary of when Husband proposed to me.
You’ll note that had he waited a week, he could have proposed to me on Valentine’s Day. The fact that he did not worked to his advantage.
I like to think he knew that had he waited until Valentine’s Day to propose, I would have rolled my eyes and said, “Really? So this is how it’s going to be?”
Anyway, I bring this up now because about a week ago, I had the oddest dream where Husband said he wanted a divorce because I overcooked the chicken. Continue reading “A Dream on Divorce & Overcooked Chicken”
Okay gang, I have one more house to show you for our holiday decoration tour.
This beauty was found close to my sister’s house over in Glendale – down a quiet little street with hardly had any traffic. I had to take two photos of their display, so you’d see it in all its amazing glory: Continue reading “Santa’s Camping Trip”
“Let’s do our Family Shopping Trip this weekend,” Son says.
“But no one needs to buy anything,” I point out. “We do everything online.”
“But it’s Tradition!”
You gotta watch out for the ol’ Tradition trap. It’ll get ya every time. Continue reading “Holiday Traditions”
You know what the best thing is about the Christmas season? The absolute bestest thing?
Yeah, sure, you got your presents, the decorations, the yummy food. That’s all well and good.
But the best thing – the super cool bestest thing – is being able to send packages using the Magical Mystical Mailing Machine. Continue reading “The Post Office, The Rock, and Timid Little Me”
Got a lot of shopping to do this holiday season? Unless you’re doing everything online, you might have to battle heavy traffic and crowded stores. I can’t help you much there. But if you fear getting stuck in line with the slowest cashier in existence, let me put your mind at ease.
Turns out the slowest cashier — and this is counting the ones who carved receipts on stone tablets — works at the Target near my house. Her name is Lillian.
Let me take you back to the day I first met Lillian. It was way back when we were still experiencing high temperatures here in Phoenix.
You know. A week ago. Continue reading “I Found Her: The Slowest Cashier in Cashier History”
Setting the scene:
Your family is gathering for Thanksgiving dinner. You haven’t seen these people for a whole year, and you were perfectly fine with that. But now you’ll be with them and you’re still feeling raw from events a few weeks ago. Will you survive? This game can show the way! Continue reading “The Thanksgiving Game: 2016 Edition”
A three day weekend before me, I had one plan and one plan only: to move a tree.
To be specific, a volunteer tree that was growing in a small shaded area between our home and the back fence. Far too close to both home and fence.
After some careful research, I determined it was a silk tree – Albizia julibrissin – and that it would make a pretty little shade tree near our front entrance.
My dad was a great one for transplanting volunteer plants, and I think of him whenever I follow his practice. Although my success rate is nowhere near as good as his, I like to think I’m improving.
I also tend to think it will go much faster than it actually does, because I forget I live in Phoenix. Digging a hole in Phoenix is not for the faint of heart.
After 20 minutes, this is what I accomplished:
Continue reading “Birds: Helpful Neighbors or Ruthless Overlords?”