Countless Club Cards

My wallet is FAT, heavy with plastic. Not with credit cards—goodness no. Bulky with those cards that EVERY store believes is necessary to hand out to receive “points,” “savings,” and   “discounts.” They tell you the cards are “valuable” and “redeemable.”...

Starbucks Slip up

The other day while my daughters and I were shopping at the mall, we stopped for a Starbucks. The line was maybe 20 people long. Wimpy Californians had stopped to warm their chilled bodies with mochas, lattes, and other caffeine confections. The fashion of the day:...

Why my dog is a Kardashian

I love my pooch! She’s a mixed breed, part Maltese, part poodle–a malti-poo. I’ve been told she is a rather expensive breed. I saved a designer dog! I found her sad, scruffy, ill-behaved, and untrained at the local animal shelter. She sat in my lap...

Treadmill Lament

There you stand in my crowded garage Between plastic bins and file cabinet lodged. Chrome and rubber and plastic whispering promises of a body fantastic.   “Walk! Run ! Jog!” I hear you call from afar. “You spend too much time sitting in the car.” So I pull on a...

Techno Troubles

I love technology. I do! I really do. Except on those days when everything goes horribly wrong. Well, maybe not horribly, but it’s frustrating when the technology doesn’t work and I  waste time. Case in point: Monday. My car won’t “find” my phone so I...

Password Blues

Do YOU have too many passwords? Do you suffer from password or PIN confusion? Passwords multiple—like rabbits, more and more, and more—and well—you get the picture. It started out innocent enough. Long, long ago, in a galaxy far, far away (do you hear the musical...
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