I’m Just Saying – Pam Stone

Icy cold memories return with winter winds

I’ve never been more grateful to have been tucked up in my own bed (despite becoming rapidly untucked every 15 minutes owing to the norovirus) ... Read more

Hush over there, June Clever

I had one of those moments last week where a conservative, suburban Mom popped right out of my mouth. It was astonishing, and most disconcerting. ... Read more

Braving the elements to find the inner toughness

Never before have I been more grateful to be a middle-aged broad than last week. Because when it’s eight degrees and you’re facing more than ... Read more

Something ain’t right in Anderson, South Carolina

Having finally put up the tree with Bing Crosby serenading me from the stereo and feeling all cozily tucked up on the couch with a ... Read more

Are we like raccoons who can’t ignore bright shiny things?

Holy cow, what was that? Oh, that’s right: Thanksgiving. I nearly missed it drowned out by the Christmas music playing since Halloween and the bombardment ... Read more

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