Donna O’Klock
I was thinking about the 1975 song by Eric Carmen, “All By Myself,” where the refrain (over and over and over) is “Don’t want to be… all by myself,” and I thought about how comfortable I’ve always been alone. How are you with being alone? I’ve always been an extrovert, a people-person. In my career
According to Webster’s Dictionary, separate is a verb. We separate our lights from darks when doing laundry, our refrigerated goods
Brenda recently asked if we still prepare meals. Many readers who left comments said they still enjoyed cooking; a few
After paying $5.00 for a tiny basket of tasteless, organic cherry tomatoes at a farmers market earlier this summer,
There’s always something to be grateful for. Sometimes you just have to look a little harder to find it. That
Lots of us have, and regularly use, some version of the Serenity Prayer. This is mine, short and sweet: Not
All the wine I cannot drink. And the cocktails. That’s what I’m thinking about these days.
A few days ago as I stood looking out my front door, I watched our neighbor wielding a large
I have been staring into nothingness for hours. Thoughts come and go, floating past like autumn leaves on a burbling
So far, so good. Still loving our new home and cooking up a storm. Three large windows keep the kitchen
It seems that even the Universe has adopted this modern business method. For those of you unfamiliar with the term,
Y’all, I am thoroughly enjoying having a roomy kitchen with a full-sized oven, a four-burner stove, and (what seems like)
My goals when we decided to buy a home, besides more space, were to have a more active social life;
We’ve been in our new house for three weeks now, settling in nicely, and I am feeling an interesting mix
No, this isn’t a reference to a gunshot wound. First used in 1916, it’s a metaphor that refers to something
Here we are, the beginning of a new year. I don’t make resolutions. Instead I set a few goals and
Our journey began early July, 2016. We went to a nearby RV park, in-spite of the ridiculous Texas heat and
I just picked up a copy of Magnolia Journal, Chip and Joanna Gaines’s magazine, because I loved the title of