Hurricane Sally is making her way inland. If you’re living near the coast, you probably are hunkering down. Undoubtedly you boarded up windows and got prepared with your emergency supply. You probably gathered your First Aid kits and batteries for flashlights. Maybe you gassed up your car and headed north. You prepped. It’s like life. See, you can buy your baby the…
Two little boys* sit on opposite ends of a sofa, pristine in their morning school clothes, their cowlicks slicked down. Before whirling around to finish getting dressed, herself, their schoolteacher mama wags a finger before their faces. “Don’t you two move.” A crash sends her back into the living room. Both boys are swinging fists, their angelic faces forgotten. They lunge and…
I pushed the accelerator. My clunker moaned its way up Monte Sano Mountain. In my rear view mirror, an apple red car approached in the left lane–a Trans Am. It glided its way up the mountain, a regal Cinderella, shimmering its way passed my ugly step-sister car. I remember that angel of motor vehicles twenty-five years later. Which is why I argue…
Remember that best selling book from the 90’s, Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus by Dr. John Gray? About half of you are probably too young to have read it, I’m sure. (Were the 1990’s really thirty years ago?!!) Basically, Dr. Gray explains the different communication styles between men and women—but that’s not really my point. Dr. Gray proposes that…