I think I’ve become a hoarder. Ok, maybe I just fall on the hoarder spectrum because I am very well organized, and maybe I’m just stuck in the addiction phase. And who gets the blame for this?  Now understand, I never owned a Barbie doll – I suspect she was too racy for my mother. No, I had a Tammy doll, marketed as "more wholesome and less curvaceous" than Barbie; I’m sure Tammy wore sensible shoes, had only one piece swim suits, was home early every Saturday night and went to Sunday Continue Reading

Wow! What a day I’ve had already and it’s just  early afternoon, the day after Super Bowl XLIX. With our heaviest snowfall of the year that caused all local and county governments to close, and even our capitol offices, I managed to get out and run several errands. Of course, I ranthose errands like a girl. I just had to; I was so inspired by the ads from last night’s Super Bowl. That’s the whole point, isn’t it? I wasn’t going to let a little snow and all the traffic warnings keep me Continue Reading

What advice would you give your 20 year old self?  A Facebook friend recently posed the question, and rather glibly, I responded "Put the Oreos down. They are not your friends". Most everyone else wrote more serious life lessons they'd learned about balance in life, career strategies, or personal relationships. One guy wrote "floss" - I think we'd hit it off.But this question has stayed on my mind and I find myself contemplating, “what would I have been better off knowing then, had I been Continue Reading