USA Today wrote about it, and Forbes followed with an article of their own. Science says our house cats would kill us if they could! After all, they are descendants of the apex and ultimate predator, the lion. I guess this means my cat, Fluffy, wants to see me dead. Maybe overfeeding her is the …

I’m proud to tell people I work in the older adult industry. Watching the reaction is fun since most people confuse it with working in the adult industry—that is something entirely different!  In truth, my job entails working with older adults moving into assisted living communities. The generational gap between us often presents itself. From my workspace, TikTok still describes …

I remember my dad trying to teach me to tie a slipknot. I couldn’t do it, and he was at the end of his rope! In truth, my inability was teenage defiance disguised as ineptness. I’m sure my dad knew this, but he wasn’t one to give up easily. Dad always insisted he pass his knowledge …

I live in an area where old barns stand among the backdrop. While this implies a countrified community, this same area is also surrounded by cities, strip malls, and freeways that are bursting at the seams! I suppose the certainty of suburban sprawl best explains why I’m drawn to the beauty of old barns. They …

My sister is a stalker. She’s never been arrested or had a restraining order against her. But, when I watch her in action, she’s after something and will go to great lengths to get it. In reality, she’s a professional photographer. This means she has equipment that costs the equivalent of a single-family home. The …

Her name was Melinda. She was the worst player on the softball field and the only kid in class who didn’t have to take the weekly spelling test. Melinda was special. That’s what people like her were called back then. The kind that can’t keep up with the other kids, whether on the sports field …

Dear Doctor, I’ve been thinking about you even though you might not know who I am. I can only imagine the number of pets and owners in your care. Maybe you remember a corgi coming to your office. Maybe not. They all look the same. But not really. Not if you loved one. I’m writing …

Back in the ’90s, I was a big scrapbook girl. I took great pleasure in assembling albums like some sort of hokey historian with a photo fetish. I spent hours arranging pictures and memorabilia, only to rearrange them again until my OCD was sufficiently satisfied. Each page outdid the last, so by the time a …

“There’s something about the outside of a horse that’s good for the inside of a man.” I stumbled upon this quote when I was a kid, and it made me a Winston Churchill fan. Until I discovered it, he was just some bald guy in my history book who seemed to like cigars. It wasn’t …