When I attended high school, one of the “creative class activities” I remember engaging in was a situational ethics exercise. The instructor would pose tough questions, and we answered honestly and then defended our responses. For example: “If you are on a sinking boat with only one life jacket, who would you give the jacket…
I married Mr. Microscope. He fixes things — medical things. And as his Mrs. Microscope, I try to help out by doing the paperwork that he is not fond of. So, I learned a little Quick Books from our accountant, and every weekend, I spend about an hour entering data. After a while, my fingers…
I am developing Instagram envy. I blame Amanda for this. Lately, her feed pops up picture after picture of planted pots full of sprouting vegetables in her backyard. “I can’t believe how much my tomatoes have grown,” she comments. I growl hungry with desire as I stare into my iPhone — I want her yummy,…
Last night I celebrated my best friend’s birthday at a French Cafe in town. We had reservations for five at 6:45 PM. We gathered at a big round table by the window and enjoyed chatting about everything and about nothing. An artsy black chandelier provided muted lighting, and a talented pianist tickled the ivories in…
On the day of the Boston Marathon bombing, many unsung heroes reached out to help those in dire need. Nurses, doctors, and by-standers all rushed toward danger to tie tourniquets, carry wounded to ambulances, and hold the hands of those who cried out in fear and pain. These brave souls thought not of themselves and…
My parents own a Pekingese puppy named Fifi. She has captured their hearts and eats way too much food from the table. A happy dog, her bubbly nature has added great joy to my mom in her retirement. Fifi is spoiled to the core (I should know, I lived there before she did, and I…