Digging for treasure

There was a tiny ledge above the highest shelf of our kitchen cupboards growing up, where strange and unusual things were kept. Like the gallstones my mom brought home in a jar after her surgery in the 1970s, and the plastic-wrapped and yellowed top layer of their...

Trash talking

Do you know where your horn is? Like, of your car? I had never used mine before, mostly because I didn’t want to add to the anger that seems to pave our streets these days. I recently found myself searching quickly to try and find it, though, and when I did it sounded...

My Allowance

Here we are, smackdab in the middle of paying bills for a holiday that feels long since past. Even with that burden of attention that’s required to juggle the things necessary to pay the other things off, I often find myself with a bit of extra energy at this time of...

Talk to strangers!

Ah, a brand new year is underway! A clean slate, an opportunity to pledge to do something better, an annual chance to nag yourself to finally follow through on a New Year’s Resolution (do people still make those?) How about trying something a bit different this time...