Do you Speak-a my Language?

A few weeks ago, I went a bar to listen to an 80s band on a Sunday afternoon-yes, a Sunday afternoon.  My posse was the oldest one in the place and we knew all the music, but so did the youngsters.  I wondered, “When did they take over 80s music and why did they start…

Causing a Stir with my Package

I am at the age where I’m starting to see the next generation birth their babies-well, not literally.  A niece and her husband were the first to extend their family. They welcomed a new baby girl and as customary, I wanted to send a few little girly things to mark the occasion. Who knew that…

Find-a-Flaw Franny

I recently spent a few days in my favorite city, Nashville, TN. The number of restaurants, musical venues, and microbreweries can be overwhelming-especially for someone from a small coal mining town who ate at Winky’s, listened to music played from vinyl 45s on a portable record player, and snagged a 6-pack of Old Milwaukee from…