And waffles. Big honking Belgian waffles topped with strawberries and whipped cream. As you know, I am a House Hunters International junkie. I’m flying with my buddy Ginny to Brussels this weekend, so I was excited to find an episode in my cache of recorded shows about a young family searching for a home in Belgium’s capital city. (I automatically record every episode of this … Continue reading Dreaming of chocolate and cheese
The purpose of today’s post is to blow the whistle on all the self-professed Grammar Nerds who persist in publishing their work without the benefit of a good proofreader. You know who you are. And if you don’t, consider taking my advice, anyway. Think of it as an insurance policy you might buy before enrolling in an underwater first aid class in shark-infested waters. I … Continue reading Grammar Nerd turns Grammar Scold . . . sorry, not sorry
While I was scrub-a-dub-dubbing in the shower this morning, at least a dozen topics for blogging flew through my mind. The ideas seemed to be at least marginally interesting or entertaining, but my monkey brain quickly jumped along from one nugget of an idea to the next. Now, a few of hours later, I’d be hard pressed to recount even one of those inspirations. I’m … Continue reading Sometimes I can write
I saw this cartoon on Facebook this morning. My good friend Tina Milano posted it, and I borrowed it to share here: The funny thing is that I was thinking about Rudolph and the gang just the other day. I wondered how little kids who are bullied (or are bullies, for that matter) relate to the song’s message. As you’ll recall, because of his nose, … Continue reading It’s hard to forgive a bully
Here’s the deal. I had what I thought was a great idea to keep me occupied in my retirement. I started my web page, Where My Girlfriends Go. Take a look, if you haven’t visited. I’ll wait right here for you. So, although I’m not actually retired yet, I thought I should get a plan in motion, rather than waste a minute of actual retirement … Continue reading It’s okay to have a change of heart
So I’m crammed in my seat, waiting for the plane to load for the Cleveland to Chicago leg of my trip to Italy, when a flight attendant approaches me and asks if I’m Kathleen Mahar. He looks surprised that I am, indeed, that very person, and hands me a little envelope. I open it to discover that United is congratulating me on 30 years of … Continue reading Happy anniversary from my very dear friends at United Airlines
I love my little fish pond out back with its waterfall and reeds and lily pads. Frogs hang out on the rocks ringing the water. I can hear their banjo-twanging calls at night in the spring, in particular, just beyond my bedroom window. The pond is one of the reasons why I fell in love with this little house. I’ve lived here for two winters … Continue reading I’m a fish nonna!
I’d like to think that if my dad was still alive, and if he could have gotten his friends involved, he would have spent every morning and many afternoons of his retirement years on Facebook. It would have taken a leap of faith on his part, but knowing Bob, he could have convinced his buddies to join him online. Bob and the guys would have … Continue reading Channeling Bob
Hi everyone. I’m here briefly today to tell you about my new blog, Where My Girlfriends Go. I’ve created it as a webpage, but if anyone has suggestions on how I can also share this on WordPress, please let me know. Here’s my promo video (it was so much fun to make!): This new venture is my retirement project (although I’m not retired yet – I’m … Continue reading Going from here, to there
Now, please bear with me here. I have two stories to tell you. One kind of begat the other. And though Gina came first, the email I received from my friend Sue later the same day is what inspired today’s post. Here’s how it started: The hilarious author and speaker Gina Barreca’s weekly column in the Hartford Courant really tickled my funny bone this week. … Continue reading Funerals and Friendly Skies
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