Love is in the air

“I didn’t mean to steal your heart,” he said with a smile, gazing into my eyes. Which is when the checkout clerk said, “That’s not her heart. It’s yours. It comes free with the flowers.” Yes, dear reader, if this was a romance novel rather than my blog, he would have uttered that phrase to…

Who dat? Joy? Come on in.

She is so wonderful and yet so annoying. Never calling before she drops in to visit. And yet, when I hear the knock, I always let her in . . . I stare at my glass of sparkling rosé, tiny bubbles rising to the top of one of my 13 crystal wedding goblets. I was…

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….