I remember the first time my brain didn’t want to write. I’d been working on my first romantic comedy mystery for a few months when H...

My Great Hunter I had no idea when Handsome adopted Champ and Jones, our malti-poos, that Jones would turn out to be such a huge h...

Seventy-five years and Counting Each Sunday after lunch, my family and I visited my grandparents. Our first stop was to my dad’s p...

Lift a rubber tree plant! From the old song “High Hopes” (Frank singing You Tube )   But we’re not here today to talk about an ...

Lately, I have written about everything except for my new book. Yup, The Wild Rose Press will be publishing Temporarily Insane, my second r...

I was raised a cat girl. I love 'em. Mine is now twenty-one years old. However, Handsome was raised with dogs.  When #1 son was small,...

Tick-tock I reached a milestone in Jazzercise this month: I’ve been working out for 32 years. (Yes, I know this admission ages me. ...

Last week, I returned from a vacation after Christmas. We'd left Christmas afternoon and drove six-seven hours to see Handsome's m...