On Seeing What You Want to See

A friend came over to visit and while she was at my house, she used the bathroom. Later, I mentioned that a book I’m reading about cleaning and organizing was making me feel lousy about my own less-than-stellar housekeeping. I was completely shocked when she replied:...
When You Don’t Fit Into a Box

When You Don’t Fit Into a Box

I just finished reading a novel. It was good, I think. I mean, I kept reading it (even when I should have just gone to sleep or gotten to work or anything other than read). So it must have been good. And it was actually not a young adult book this time, although it...
Popeye and Parking and Who I {Really} Am

Popeye and Parking and Who I {Really} Am

As I pulled into the parking space, I noticed him tilting his head toward the window. I knew what he was doing. He was looking at my parking job – and judging it. Silently. So I asked my husband, “What are you looking at?” Smart man that he is, he said, “Nothing.” We...

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