(05) May

I have many fond memories of playing on swings and slides and seesaws as a kid. A few involved blisters and splinters, but all involved fun.

As a child of the 70s, it's a wonder I made it to the death-defying age of 53. Today I have a bit of a diatribe/reflection on "things that didn't kill me."

I bought new socks, which stirred up some nifty trivia and a few childhood memories.

On a blustery day, the word came to me on a breeze and insisted I give it sufficient praise.

The Peach Truck is in town! This is cause for great joy and the culmination of months of waiting for this delicious harvest.

In honor of National Road Trip Day, I look back at some of the trips Ralph and I have taken.

After a challenging day yesterday, I decided that instead of being cranky and thinking about all the reasons for it, I'd come up with something better.

One of my favorite things to do is sit outside on our balcony. Today I thought it deserved a bit of attention.

Spring makes me think of the circus, because each spring throughout my childhood, my grandparents would take me to the city to see it.

Mother's Day snuck by me and I forgot that I wanted to write about my mother. But who need a special day to celebrate her?