Camping under the stars at my place in the Northeast Georgia Mountains used to be such great fun thirty years ago, but it became a major bitch. My physical recovery generally takes a full day after returning home from a camping trip. I suppose what made camping so much fun years … [Read more...]

From Black Friday to New Year’s Day, I consciously avoid the inside of stores that have the annoying type of Christmas music piped through overhead speakers—Walmart in particular. Unarguably, “The Twelve Days of Christmas” is the most irritating Christmas tune on the planet. If … [Read more...]

I stared at myself in the full-length mirror in my bedroom wondering where the fresh-faced girl of my youth had gone. You know, the one with the slender body that wore cigarette leg jeans and stiletto heels. In my menopausal haze, I decided I needed a distraction. Wandering … [Read more...]