My husband and I have two dogs: Riley, the overactive pup, and, Mae. Her name isn’t really Mae, but she prefers to go by a pseudonym. She’s a proper Southern lady, having come to us via Alabama, and she doesn’t want her friends to know if she’s done something wrong. If that happened, there would […]
This past winter was nasty. It was freezing cold, overcast, and snowy. I think if it had snowed one more time, many Marylanders would have been arrested for disturbing the peace. I know I might have been, as I would have been reduced to running screaming through the streets, waving my fist at the sky, […]
My husband and I have been married for a long time. A really long time. As in, since God was a boy. Well, not that long, but you get the picture. And when you’ve been together with someone you love for many years, you think you know everything about that person. Their likes, dislikes; what […]
I originally had a different column for you to read this week—one that you’ll see soon, but not today. Because when you look outside your office window in late March and see more than four inches of snow on the ground, with more falling, well, you just need to comment on it. Really? I mean, […]
Regular readers of this column may remember how I wrote last year about not making any New Year’s resolutions. You know, like losing weight, exercising more, or getting organized. But as I sit here looking at my paper-laden home office, one word comes to mind: firetrap.
Dear Mother Nature: I know that usually by this time each year, I’ve already written to you many, many times complaining about the “s” word—snow. So you may be surprised that this year I’m writing not to complain about the snow, but rather to, um, ask for some.