I will be the first to admit that I walk slowly. I don’t even really walk – I stroll. It’s been years since my husband and I have walked side by side: he’s always moving, rushing, in motion, whereas I tend to amble; he gets there, I get there eventually. It’s just the way it [….]
Those of us who live in the northern climates glorify in the passing of winter into spring. Evencold weather enthusiasts such as myself can’t help but feel a thrill when waking to the energetic chirping of the birds that have been huddling in abeyance for months, and enjoy the return of daylight to our early [….]
It seems like lately I simply cannot wash the dishes without first plugging into my iPod. (Yes, I still hand wash my dishes. I know, call me a Philistine, I don’t mind.) This is true with other housework to a lesser extent, but especially when washing the dishes, I must be listening to my iPod. [….]
