“I will take or make an effort to remove your name and your phone number and your existence from any of my correspondence.” Game. Set. Match. This was the text that signaled my long national nightmare was over. Finally, I was going to be taken off the mailing list of the pesky Realtor who had… Continue reading In the ring with a Realtor
Halloween Fail
Halloween was last night and, despite a month of hype with Wal Mart selling every costume known to man and every candy ever created, we got not one trick-or-treater. Zero. Nada. The doorbell never rang, the dogs never barked, and I watched Helen Mirren reenact the story of when Queen Elizabeth dragged her feet in… Continue reading Halloween Fail
Chaperone Shopping: Stay Sane, Stay Solvent
(From the Archives of Yesteryear, when my daughter and I were younger and only one of us had a driver’s license.) I have no idea how my daughter survived before the Town of Gilbert got SanTan Village mall, but I can tell you that I’m barely surviving now. We live by Greenfield Road which, if… Continue reading Chaperone Shopping: Stay Sane, Stay Solvent
Caffeine, Sugar, Dairy: My Food Pyramid
“Is that all you’re going to eat?” “You’re going to eat that?” If I had a dollar for every time someone has asked me this, I would be on the Forbes 400 rich people list. Usually people ask these questions after I’ve ordered something off the menu that they don’t think I should’ve. Like a… Continue reading Caffeine, Sugar, Dairy: My Food Pyramid
Our POA meetings: No facts, no filters, lots of shouting
Our latest Property Owners Association meeting ended without bloodshed. But just barely. We were fighting mad about the agenda items: Open range. Shared well water. Rutted roads. City-dwellers with their wimpy HOAs have no idea how big a brawl you can have when you have no filters, no facts, and own lots of land. Mind… Continue reading Our POA meetings: No facts, no filters, lots of shouting
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