Hooker Heels and a Hess Station

The things we do for our kids. I have always enjoyed helping my daughter get ready for the prom or homecoming or cotillion or the annual pig festival dance or whatever formal occasion we had next on the calendar. There's a lot that goes in to preparing for these events... that is if you have a…

I’m Not Qualified for Key Fob Repair

There are times when we try to "help" and we actually make things worse. Ever done that? I may have. Once. OK maybe twice. One morning on my drive to work, my car tells me the battery in my key fob is low. "Hmm," I thought. "I better take the appropriate measures to resolve this…

Are You Ready?

When it comes to hurricane preparedness, my husband is a master. Having a master hurricane preparer has come in really handy this week as our family, along with the rest of the eastern U.S., braced for the arrival of Hurricane Matthew. My darling hubby has numerous detailed and specific disaster preparedness levels. Make no mistake...there's…

Thou Shalt Not Grumble

It took me nearly 2 hours to get home from work Friday night and I was in a great mood when I got home. My hubby was shocked. So was I. Just a few days ago this would have sent me spiraling. Ever been through one of those times when nothing... literally nothing… makes you…

Running on Empty

Much to my husband's dismay, I rarely put gas in my car until there is nothing short of a prayer left in the tank. I consider it efficient time management as I prioritize the tasks on my list. Getting gas becomes the top "to-do" when the warning light comes on. Until then, I have baseball…

A Fire, the Dog and a Basket of Junk Mail

You always hear people talking about what items they would grab from their home if there was ever a fire. With only minutes to get out of your house losing everything you own, what would you save? I’ve pondered this question numerous times over the years and assuming the family was all safe, I figured…

Did You Get My Text About Your Voice Mail?

Awhile back I developed a habit of checking my blackberry first thing every morning. It was also the last thing I did every night. I became addicted to answering every email within minutes as if it could not possibly wait even an hour much less until the next morning. Worse than me, my husband has…