I am intimately familiar with the nuanced flavors of Dial, Zest, Tide, and Palmolive, to name just a few. My mother had used all of them in a vain effort to wash “those dirty words” out of my mouth before the tender age of eight. Even the twenty-mule team of…
Once upon a time in a land far away, 25 years ago on the other side of Florida, I did something outrageously stupid. In the midst of an emotionally charged argument, a man asked me what I wanted. My exact reply: “I want to get married and be happy! The…
I’m in Arizona this week; quite a change from Florida, where I have lived since 1989. Nonetheless, the landscape is comfortably familiar to me, as I am a native of the high desert in California. I am visiting during monsoon season. It is marked by torrential downpours, flash floods, and…