The Promise of a New Calendar

The Promise of a New Calendar

One of my husband’s Christmas gifts to me was a new calendar. He shopped expansively to select the perfect one, with California scenery and large spaces to write our comings, goings, and appointments in 2025. Each year, he has as much fun during the shopping...
Once, Twice, Three Times = Trend

Once, Twice, Three Times = Trend

I have a tape recorder memory. At least I once did. It works like the vaunted photographic memory. I recall snippets of conversations, often odd bits that don’t fit a logical paradigm. It’s not because I was once an actress, as the graphic suggests, but...