May 12, 2018 | A Day In My Life
Damn. I’m late. If there’s any trouble dropping Denny off at my sister’s—and there’s always trouble dropping Denny off at my sister’s—I might not make my first appointment, and Violet, the lady I do at the assisted living place all the way out in Shirleysburg won’t...
May 11, 2018 | A Day In My Life
As a general rule, life is pretty dull for my husband, Finn Larsson, and myself. He teaches World Literature at Bradford University in Southwestern Michigan and I teach International Politics. We’ve been married for sixteen years, have lived in the same house for ten,...
May 10, 2018 | A Day In My Life
If your wannabe music star fiancé just left you for the wedding cake decorator, your flower shop folded, and your godfather left you a garden in Scotland, what would you do? Asking for a friend. Okay, the friend is me. Not that you didn’t already know that. To say the...
May 9, 2018 | A Day In My Life
If you were to ask Bitsy, that’d be my mama, why I became a pastry chef, she’d say that it was to make her life all doom and gloom. I’m not going to lie, it was a little satisfying seeing her cringe on the inside when I strategically told her ten years ago in front of...
May 8, 2018 | A Day In My Life
Hello, y’all. I’m Cleo Watkins, and I hope what I’m about to confess won’t offend Dru Ann or any other readers. I had the most terrible urge this morning. I almost—almost, mind you—threw a book at someone. Now, this is not my usual behavior. I consider myself polite...
May 7, 2018 | A Day In My Life
It’s not every day that I learn something new and unexpected about myself, so maybe I can’t say today is a typical one. What did I learn? I discovered I do have a jealous bone. You’d think that attaining my early forties, being a successful Realtor and owning a...
