Does anyone else like to take the quizzes on Facebook? I do! It’s a kind of guilty pleasure because – let’s face it – they are ridiculous and therefore, pretty much a waste of time. What classic rock band best matches your personality? I got Led Zeppelin. Nothing against that very talented band, but that’s not a good match. What Hollywood star do you most … Continue reading What’s in a name?
Hi. My name is Kate and I’m a Poor Sport. I don’t think there is a twelve step program for people like me, but I’m writing today to come clean and admit this character default. What prompted this confession? Well, when my son Chris was home he suggested that we could play Words with Friends together after he returned to Australia. Since I am happy … Continue reading Confession of a Poor Sport
Probably smarter people with caller ID have been doing this all along, but I am writing today to tell one and all that I am no longer answering the phone if I don’t recognize the number. Please. Leave a message. If I am home, I will call you back immediately. If I am not at home or if the power is out (again), I will … Continue reading Leave a message, or – I’m just a girl who can’t say no
I don’t especially like coming to Las Vegas (which I have to do at least twice a year), but you have to stay open to things of interest wherever you go, right? This time a local told us how to spot ladies of the night in the hotel casino. I would have thought the Sin City professionals were the young girls strutting by on six-inch … Continue reading Learning stuff in Las Vegas
I saw this brilliant idea on Facebook and wanted to share it. I eat Romaine lettuce all the time – my favorite! I hope this works! Continue reading Re-growing Lettuce
In hindsight, I realize that last night the boys – Mick Jagger the rock star, long-haired dachshund, and Little Richard, the neurotic terrier – were spending an inordinate amount of time in the back yard. But since the doggie door in the kitchen allows them to go out to the fenced in backyard whenever they choose, I really wasn’t paying much attention. Docile and mesmerized … Continue reading You know you might be a redneck when . . .
On most mornings the dogs wander into the bathroom just as I’m finishing my shower. It’s the walk-in type, and that’s exactly what they like to do when I’m done. Walk in and lick the water on the tiles and drain. Before you report me for mistreating animals, I’d like to assure you that there are multiple bowls of fresh, clean water in the house. … Continue reading Dogs don’t get it
Do we ever get old enough (read: wise enough) to stop with the resolutions for the new year? Is it human nature to optimistically try to start with a clean slate on January 1st with (probably) empty promises? Oh, hell. I guess I’m still young enough and dumb enough to go for it. I started today with my first two lifestyle changes related to eating … Continue reading New Years’ resolutions . . . or not
When you reach a certain age, Christmas just isn’t about the gifts anymore. Yes, I know that theoretically it should NEVER be just about the gifts, but even as a good church-and-catechism-going young’un – it really was pretty much all about the gifts. Now there is nothing that anyone could realistically give me that is in any way necessary or, as in my youth, desperately … Continue reading All I want for Christmas
Do weird, random thoughts ever come into your head? Of course they do. Happens to all of us, right? Right. Although it seems to happen to me A LOT. Anyway . . . So, I’m driving home from Giant Eagle and I remember the punchline to a joke my dad told about a horse walking into a bar. I don’t remember the rest of the … Continue reading A dachshund walks into a bar . . .
Kate Mahar writes . . . 