Everyone will always remember where they were and what they were doing on the day the Twin Towers were hit. It’s been a few years since I shared my story of that day, so I thought I would share it again. Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day? Twenty-three years
Let’s talk about saving some money while grocery shopping. Now, I am no “Krazy Coupon Lady.” Ya know, the people that spend hours clipping coupons and searching for what stores have the best deals with what coupons they have. Many even dumpster-diving to get extra coupons! Then, after all their hard work, they go into
There are people in this country Who work hard every day Not for fame or fortune do they strive But the fruits of their labor Are worth more than their pay And it’s time a few of them were recognized. Hello, Detroit auto workers, Let me thank you for your time You work a forty-hour
Time is flying by, but that is nothing new. Spring quickly turns into summer, and in the blink of an eye, the leaves are changing, and the air gets crisp — Ahhh, sweet, sweet fall. I get excited to think about my favorite months here. Sorry, summer people. Listen, I enjoy summer too. Just not
OK, so I first have to start right out by making a correction on last week’s column. By the time I caught it, it was already off to print. Most of you know I wrote about my son last week because we had just celebrated his birthday. I talked about how many Legos he has
Last week, our son Tyler turned fifteen. You sit and ponder and wonder where in the world all those years went. To think that in one more year, he will be old enough to drive is just crazy to me. It feels like yesterday, I was fifteen. Now, I have a son almost old enough
