A slave church, the Wolf Rocks,
The Hermit, Gravity Hill and more.
Mary Anne and I once lived on a farm on Holicong Road within view of storied Buckingham Mountain.
“Oh, Mom,” my teenage son said. “What are those things you used to make on St. Patrick’s Day?”
“Irish soda bread?” I asked.
“I don’t know. The little ball things
Sorry, but no. I um, well – I don’t care for Valentine’s Day. But I do love “Moonlighting.”
You know, “Moonlighting.” Late eighties? Bruce Willis? “Moonlighting!” I now know
When you think about getting organized, do you resemble Homer Simpson sitting on a couch watching television? Do you think to yourself "That is too much work. I
January is all about more gym, less cookies.
There’s always room for improvement, I suppose. But each January, the same dilemma weighs down my resolution list.
My husband comes home.
Two
Some of you might still need to put away those holiday decorations. Your holiday decorations can quickly overrun your household if there is no rhyme or reason to
My teenagers are beyond believing in Santa.
I always thought I’d despair when that day arrived.
I don’t despair.
Oh, I enjoyed that time while it lasted.
But the day my youngest
To quote Mick Jagger, let me please introduce myself.
I mean, I’m not a man, I have limited wealth, and my tastes run to chocolate and bad movies.
Preferably at