For the past six months, I’ve pulled into the garage and groaned. It’s not that I dreaded coming home. I just hated looking at the
Call me sentimental, but each time a store I love closes in Columbus, OH, I hold on to some memento of its happier times. With
The black sweater was on the “reduced” rack at Nordstrom. Even so, I was sure the sales clerk would be grateful for my vigilance. “There’s
There must be something better than eating blueberry pancakes on the beach at Pass-a-Grille, Fla., but I’m not sure what it is. Maybe the walk
Every coach needs to be the client sometimes and feel that breath-sucking moment that comes from being challenged outside your comfort zone I got to
Who, in an overbooked moment, has not imagined how WONDERFUL it would be to cocoon in a comfortable armchair, wrapped in a blanket, reading a
Whatever you think of the movie, the title is a thought-provoker. What is “true grit” anyway? Watching the perseverance of the pigtailed 14-year-old girl-woman who
I never thought I’d experience an epiphany in a cell phone store. “Meltdown” was more the anticipated end. With a dead Blackberry in hand after
Twenty days out of town since December 1, and I’m just recovering. How do people do this, regularly criss-crossing the country to see far-flung parents
“The holidays” of 2010 will soon draw to a close. They were frantic and mostly fun but also crammed with the most diverse religious experiences