One evening, I sat down across from my husband at the dining room table with a yellow pad and pen. He politely marked his place and put his book down, readying himself to humor me. “I was listening to the radio,” I said. “They were talking about saints and how each is generally known for…
I’d come up with an episode for Seinfeld when I was in high school (which may or may not have been a little over twenty years ago). I vaguely remembered the plot I’d formulated but thought, for the most part, my youthful stint at comedic screen-writing was lost to posterity. Then during some deep…
When I was young, I dreamed of going into the newspaper business, becoming an ace reporter and eventually, after years of hard work, winding up with my own nationally syndicated humor column. I wanted to be the Erma Bombeck and Dave Barry of my generation. And then along came progress. One day I woke up…
I like to listen to Dr. Ray Guarendi’s radio show in the morning when I’m making breakfast and doing dishes. One such morning, he talked about complaining and how most people do entirely too much of it. He suggested we try doing less of it. I reflected on his advice while flipping pancakes, thinking…
Sometimes a major spiritual battle in your life is over a couch. Years ago, after finding ourselves drowning in debt, we went on the Dave Ramsey plan. About a year into the Dave Ramsey plan, our couch died a miserable death. What had once been a presentable, very comfortable couch had become a smelly, juice-…
