Letter from a sock
Our daughter Kristen’s bag weighed one sock lighter when she returned to South Carolina. The missing grey sock was athletic in nature, the kind that hits just below the ankle. …
Watch out, pothole ahead
GPS systems of old landed me in lots of diverse spots, but seldom did they take me where I wanted to go. Navigation has come a long way since that…
Panic attack
If you see me drive out of an automated carwash stall, you’ll know my car was covered in road dust and dirt, so much so that the paint looked grey…
Fear of assembly
“Assembly required”—two of the most dreaded words in the English language (to me, anyway). Place a “No” in front of those two words and—voilà—my frown turns upside down. I usually…
Improbable
When my friend Gloria dated her now-husband, the two of them took turns commuting between her home in Charleston, SC and his place in Atlanta. “One weekend, I drove my…
Don’t bug me
It seems that everywhere we travel online—from on-demand entertainment to online banking—we’re required to sign-up or register. After we go through the exhausting process of coming up bulletproof usernames and…
Dental expressions
A girl has lots of time to think when strapped into a dentist chair for two hours. OK. I wasn’t exactly strapped in. I was clipped in by a drool…
Easter April Fools
I have been scouring the files of my mind, trying to recall a year that April Fool’s Day and Easter collided on the same calendar day. My birthday is, well,…
