Back to school - three words that used to make my heart sing. When I was a kid, going back to school was a big deal in my house. I'm not sure whether my siblings felt the same way, but to me it was everything.
Summer concert season is here, and it’s become one of our favorite times of the year. My husband is a dyed-in-the-wool music buff, his range spanning from head-banging rock to jazz, pop to classical. I enjoy listening to songs from my youth, nicely remade by some very talented tribute bands.
It's pretty safe to say that currently, I am in heaven. My husband and I have our three-year-old granddaughter for two whole weeks this summer, and I am having the time of my life.
You all know how I feel about cooking. I really don’t mind cooking, as long as you do it. A kitchen was included in our house, but it was strictly for resale value.
When you hear those words while walking through the bustling and noisy airport, grocery or department store, or while at school, do you find yourself automatically stopping what you’re doing at that moment and look up at the intercom? As the crowd calms, perhaps, we shush others around us who are talking. We pause, patiently waiting and listening for the next set of instructions or call to action while glancing up at the ceiling.
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