Backsies Is What There Is Not

They sat in the living room, he in his recliner, laptop open, fingers tapping, as she sat in her chair nearby.  "Were the kids u...

Accidents happen, right? RIGHT? So, these accidents happened: In a fit of cleanliness, I used a pumice stone to clean all the hard water s...

I live in a really cool neighborhood. In fact, it was recently included in 417 Magazine's article entitled " Neighborhoods We Love ...

He attended college that fall in an area with a rich history of limestone mining, quarries, old and new, dotting the landscape. The ab...

One of my favorite things about summer (besides that it isn't cold outside) is fresh corn on the cob. I love corn on the cob; in fact, I...

Earlier this week, I didn't believe by the weekend I could sit here and write a post about being thankful.  As hard as I try, sometime...

When our son was a toddler, we lived in a pleasant neighborhood, built into the California hills west of Los Angeles. There was a small park...