I’m not a born and bred American. I grew up in a country where Americans were always called — affectionately — Yanks no matter if they lives in Texas or Alaska or New York City. America was the land of…
Massage, Magic of Christmas, and More
I’m not a deal blogger, but I would by lying if I said I could resist a good deal. Chances are good…if I see a deal I like…I buy it. Lately I have purchased a number of deals that fit…
Medieval Times and More
A few years ago, I scored the coup of a deal for my family. Medieval Times had long held one of the top spots on my “Musings from Me List of Must-Do Stuff.” After many years of having kids who…
Spare a Letter for Our Troops?
Way, way, way, way, and even way-er back I was not a U.S. citizen. That’s right I was actually a citizen of another country. I had the world’s…well, obviously not the world’s worst childhood…far from it…but definitely the world’s most…
Still Paging the Dinnertime Fairy
Yesterday I was lamenting the nonappearance of the dinnertime fairy. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have a little fairy swoop in. Come up with a dinner menu for the week. Buy the food. Cook the food. Set the table. Clean…
Wanted: Dinner Fairy GodMother #SmartOnesReview
Where oh where are you? When are you coming to cook? My family would love to see your wand, sparkly dress, and most of all your wings. I can just see you floating in to the kitchen. Maybe via back…