Rocket Mom

Reaching middle age drove me to get in touch with my true geek self—my inner astronaut—who understands the seduction of speed and power. Earning a pilot’s license, then an instrument rating failed to satisfy me because part of my life remained stuck in low gear behind...

Tongue Pains

I abandoned political correctness the day my daughter came home with her tongue pierced. She was fifteen. Political Correctness is the tyranny of opinion-less whimps over the rest of society. Whereas a person who judges people by their race or religion or gender...

Tell Me a Story

My love of story began about the time I learned to walk. I listened to mother read bedtime stories and my brothers and I would tell each other about our adventures. The time with my mother was precious because she held two jobs. On nights when she was too tired to...

Cotton and Lace and String, Oh, My!

My daughter says I have issues with underwear. Call me old-fashioned, but my generation wears theirs under their clothing, hence the term. Her generation wears theirs showing. A glance around the crowd at the movie theater reveals colored bras under sheer tops, bra...

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