I was talking to a friend recently who mentioned that she never knew what to buy when she was at the grocery store and was really sick of trying to get ideas from her family about what they might like to eat. I’m guessing you can probably relate. There was a time when I seemed… Continue reading The Other Four-Letter Word: Menu
Category: Living With A Rule
Rules Were Made to Be…
How do I finish that sentence? Broken? Followed? Created? I’ve always walked a fine line between being the oldest child in my family of origin – which should make me an inveterate rule follower – and being a bit of a rebel who is determined to do things my own way. Maybe that makes me… Continue reading Rules Were Made to Be…