The steering rack on Jon’s car is threatening to go out again. For the second time in a year. And I’m just so grateful it doesn’t have anything to do with me. (Unlike the emergency brake.) And I’ve been thinking about this ridiculous story. Happy winter weekend everyone! I’m wondering if you might help me conduct…
Sunday Morning Breakfast Surprise
True story, happened last spring. Spring was in the air, and all over the country proud families gathered to celebrate their college graduates. My aunt rode six long hours to attend her granddaughter’s commencement in New England. The trip was long, but she was a great traveler, entertaining the rest of the family with tales,…
Clueless, That’s Me
Something happened several weeks ago, thought I should tell you about it. My Cali cousin says she loves it when I tell on myself here. Like Busted (Yeah Me.) So if you’re in good company with her, read on. Clueless, That’s Me I was thankful to join a few long time girlfriends in the beautiful mountains…
Are You My Mother?
You remember the children’ book Are You My Mother, right? That hilarious book about a little bird who goes in search of his mother. It’s by P.D. Eastman, author of the Dr. Seuss Cat in the Hat series. Here’s a short synopsis of the book (by Wikipedia) to jog your memory. “Are You My Mother ”…
Crisis
Very interesting and unusual things happen to me. (Think Murphy’s Law.) And I really think unusual things happen to everyone. It’s just that my unusual things seem to happen in spades whenever Jon’s away. (Think Near Death by Elephant.) And they often happen in threes. So last week Jon was away. He and Jonathan were…
Spring Massacre
(True story, unfortunately.) It was a zippity-doo-da New England spring day….the kind you only dream about in the dead of winter. Birds sang, the sun shone, the azure sky was dotted with lazy cotton ball clouds. It was 2004, the first spring in our new home, and we reveled in each emerging perennial. The red…
Orange Pants
Ever since posting Ratty Ole’ Bathrobe, I’ve had queries about the Orange Pants. I’m actually wearing them this very minute. (No monkey hat today.) Orange Pants by allie taylor It’s blizzarding now and they’re by far the most comfortable, cozy pants I own, don’t know where I’d be without them. Everyone’s home today, I’m holed up…
Murphy’s Law
We’re gettin’ a little restless here in the Northeast, needing some entertainment for our umpteenth blizzard today. This one’s at my expense. (You’re welcome.) Murphy’s Law by allie taylor Murphy’s Law says it all. You know what I’m talking about. (And I need to be careful — I know Murphys.) I don’t necessarily blame you…
Always (!) Follow the rules…
The carbon monoxide detector was blaring loudly, and they knew they should call the fire department. But they hesitated, these sisters, roommates for seventy plus years. Their custom-built villa on the hill was beautifully landscaped, overflowing with antiques and original artwork. The floors were carpeted with wall to wall pristine white carpet. And the…
Entrepreneur of Sorts
Entrepreneur of Sorts 10/14 by Allie Taylor She was an Entrepreneur of Sorts, and told me she planned to attend business school one day. “So what would you do with a business degree?” I asked. “Yeah, so that’s the challenge. So I was thinkin’ what a nightmare it would be to get stuck at your…
