As odd as this sounds, because I’m not even a big fan of her music, Taylor Swift and I have been good friends for quite awhile--to the point of receiving an invitation to stay in one of her palatial homes. When Paul and I entered the front door of her Palm Beach retreat, I kept repeating, “This looks just like Mara-la-go.
Ladies, as you await being taken to the obligatory Mother’s Day brunch with the hubs and kids, and you’ve yet to open the gifts given you by an (supposedly) appreciative family, let me warn you that this year’s gift, in recognition of another year’s selfless devotion to running a smooth household, may just include overwhelming concern for your g
It doesn’t matter how many times I beat my fists on the table or whine and moan, the fact is I made light of last year’s Lay’s Potato Chip competition asking contestants to submit their ideas for their annual, “Do Us A Flavor” contest, and didn’t enter.
But my idea WON, people, it WON!
I think,” I announced to Paul after watching an episode of ‘Travels with Rick Steves,’ “We must consider retiring to Ireland.”
“I thought you were all about retiring to some medieval Italian hill town,” Paul replied, not looking up from the highlight reel from Kobe Bryant’s last game.
The dichotomy of how I can be appalled by the lead story on the local news being about some terrible murder, followed by details of two or three more seemingly every evening, then find comfort in a murder mystery, is beyond me.
What to think about the ‘bathroom law’?
This recent legislation that was allegedly hustled through in North Carolina, opposers will tell you, is far less about bathrooms and far more about the denying of civil rights.
The governor argues no civil rights have been changed.
I had to read the on-line, European headline twice before I believed my eyes but there it was: ‘Oligarch’s billion dollar wedding for 28 year old son.’
Billion.
It began as an innocent, open question by a Facebook ‘friend:’
“Name three unprocessed foods you ate today.”
Remember when women of a certain age were dismissed by the color blue?
“Good luck with this audience,” remarked an exasperated comic who was opening a show for me in Tahoe, years ago, “It’s just a sea of ‘blue-hairs’ out there.”
You know, folks, there’s an awful lot wrong with the world.
