Plague in the White-Out Days

Among the innumerable permutations of Mr. Murphy’s law, there is most definitely one that states, “The plague will only strike on a weekend.” Preferably Sunday, when not even the urgent care clinic is open. What makes it worse–for as long as I’ve had a child, I’ve worked in and around medical clinics. Give me a(…)

It Had To Be Destiny

March 15th–the Ides of March–Dick and I will celebrate our 27th anniversary.  Yay for us!  It’s a second marriage for both of us, and I like to think that, this time around, we both knew exactly what we wanted.  He’s my best friend, my favorite person to be around, and he makes me laugh.  And(…)

Blarney

Time to break out the St. Patrick’s Day decorations! Whoo hoo! What? Not everyone has two moving boxes filled with shamrocks, leprechauns, and glittery pots o’ gold? I’m shocked. Shocked, I say! Like all nice Irish-American girls of a certain age, I grew up in a house with framed photos of Pope John XXIII and(…)

Doggie Couture

I adore my dogs. Really. Adore them! and yes, they have very tough lives! However, the only doggie couture they will ever know is a dog collar. Oh, they might get a new collar, but only if and when their “every day” collar has worn through. However, I am discovering there are people who don’t(…)