It came in the mail yesterday, what I have been mistakenly calling my “mother-in-law” dress. Someone said to me, I think you mean the mother-of-the-bride dress. Okay, that too. I asked my mom on the phone last night, So, is it bad that I can only zip it if I exhale all oxygen from my…
We filled our plates with my mother-in-law’s chicken casserole and got comfortable in front of her big-screen. Because we got rid of satellite TV, my husband was a bit hang dog at our inability to watch the winter Olympics, so we pretty much invited ourselves over to his mom’s house. I like it there, because…
He called on his way home from fly fishing, Get out the ibuprofen. Putting his foot down on a loose, slippery rock in the river, he twisted his already gimpy ankle. We rarely have conversations during the day that don’t include assessment of our physical bodies. Every morning Matt hobbles down the stairs on stiff…
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