Remembered

My dad was never one to forget a special occasion. Even when it was completely out of synch with modern society, he bought each and every one of his six daughters, as well as my mother, a wrist corsage to wear each Easter. My mother received a dozen yellow roses for each of her 62…

A sweet Valentine’s Day

As many of you enjoyed candlelit dinners, downed bright and bubbly valentinis and admired breathtaking bouquets yesterday, I too celebrated. Not love. Not romance. Not even with a box of chocolates. I celebrated sending my taxes off to my accountant. No snickers allowed. I’m a right brainer. On the Myers-Briggs scale, I’m a firm ENFP….