Taking a Break via the Sands of Time There was a time, Markolee took a shower every afternoon at 4:41p.m. He is my time keeper. The child who is waiting at the door at 8:55 when I say I'm leaving the house at 9. He was seven years old when he scribbled the letters sand-hourglass…
Zuri at the Airport
Hubby and I were sitting on the patio, sipping a glass of wine when neighbors we hadn’t met, were sauntering by. “How are you?” I asked. “I’m happy,” the woman said in a high-pitched British accent. Her response was so refreshing, it literally vibrated inside of me. “Me too,” I said and we both chuckled. …
Sunset on the Bay
The first time I tried ordering lunch in Italy last summer, my rudimentary Italian failed me. I had no clue what to say. I pointed to dishes of food behind the glass case and the woman serving me zoomed in on my finger and tried to match it to a dish. “Si?’ she asked, pointing…
Last Friday, hubby and I drove to our local supermarket, selected two kinds of cheese from the under-five-dollar basket in the specialty section and picked out a bottle of wine for our at-home-date night. On my ride home, I fantasized about the most perfect candelabra for the occasion and began strolling online. As hubby pulled…