I swear, I never imagined Hope Hicks would be front and center in my blog. To be honest, I wasn’t even too familiar with her. I knew that she was one of 45’s closest advisors, and was enlightened when I learned in People magazine about her relationship challenges with a couple of Trump’s bad boys, Corey Lewandowski and Rob Porter. And then there was the disclosure about telling a few little white lies as the president’s director of communication that led to her office cleaning party. But Continue Reading
Movie Reviews: Thumbs Up or Thumbs Down?
A couple of weeks ago, I posted on Facebook a rather negative opinion of a movie I’d seen. Friends soon replied. “Thanks, I’m crossing it off my list.” “Glad I haven’t bothered to go see it.” “Thanks for the warning.” Within a few hours, I felt sort of bad. Maybe they would have liked it? By morning, another friend added this comment. “Loved this beautiful film.” Now I felt guilty. I had impulsively expressed my opinion when I compared the pace of the movie to watching Continue Reading
The Winter Olympics of My Youth
When I am reunited with my father in heaven, one of the the first questions I’m going to ask is this: Why the heck did you get me a pair of used, brown hockey skates when I was twelve? Frankly, I know the answer. It was the only pair of skates K&L had in my size. Every small town had a store like K&L. Diamonds in the front that morphed into trophies and engraving in the middle of the store that spilled into cleats and the ball of the season in the back. And a few odd pairs of ice Continue Reading
Bed Skirts: truly a first world problem
It’s been a tough couple of weeks as a Michigan State University supporter, there’s no question about that. But I can’t write about that… yet. Instead, I’ve finally made a decision that’s been weighing on my mind, every single week. My bed skirt has got to go. For years, I’ve been a slave to a color coordinated, neatly pressed, box-pleated bed skirt. And for years, I’ve been adjusting, untucking and rearranging it every time I change my bed. I know. Truly a first world problem. Actually, I Continue Reading