Alzheimer’s App?

Alzheimer’s App?

“There’s an app for that.” It’s become as ubiquitous as “Can you hear me now? or “Ask Siri.” While smart phone’s innards are famously smarter than the computers aboard Apollo 13, the ill-fated mission that limped back to...
Reformed

Reformed

There’s little worse than being cornered into conversing with a reformed _________. Insert your own term from this list, please: alcoholic, sinner, fatty, cigarette smoker, slut… (or tell me your own in a comment) If ever there was a toxic talker,...
No salad course, of course

No salad course, of course

DRINKING: because no great story ever started with someone eating a salad. The provocative phrase, written on a cocktail napkin of vibrant blue hue, drew a laugh and my quick purchase at a local gift shop. It’s evoked many a laugh since, as we shared among...
Grant Boys

Grant Boys

I’m sitting here – amusing the muse – in my new Levi’s 5 pocket jeans, feeling well-dressed and sassy because I achieved the basic female criteria for new clothes: they look good they feel good I got a good deal my husband took me shopping and...
Past as Prologue: Iowa Writers approve

Past as Prologue: Iowa Writers approve

I know them well; watched them grow up alongside me. Grow up, grow gray, grow weary—all hastened by escapades between those commas. Jackie and Steve Breeden live on a small farm, the vintage dream of the American Midwest. The vast fields surrounding their home have...
Life as a Miracle: Seven Turns

Life as a Miracle: Seven Turns

We’ve returned from a visit with forty-year friends, a couple with whom we ‘co-courted’. Courting seems a quaint term, perhaps, but applies because we were all beyond ‘dating’ and, well, date is a calendared term linked to age…...