My husband Marty is a yard guy. He is meticulous about fertilizing, watering, mowing and trimming. In fact, we tease him about how often he cuts the grass—and yes, the tidy chevron pattern in which he cuts it. The King of the Riding Lawnmower takes great pride in maintaining our yard and it shows. While we relentlessly pick on him
Are you in the iPhone zone?
“I gotta potty.” “Mommy, I gotta potty,” said the adorable tot in the Minnesota Twins t-shirt looking up expectantly. But mom was clearly lost in the iPhone zone. She was too busy texting to hear her little girl and didn’t see her start to dance around on the grass. “Potty, potty, potty,” she prattled on. Still no reaction from her
Tame Your Inner Grinch
Did anybody else read or watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas over the holidays? It’s a Dr. Seuss classic! Yes, he’s the cranky green guy who hates the whole holiday season. He doesn’t like presents, singing, or even roast beast. Nobody knows the reason. Some suggest it is because his head wasn’t screwed on just right or that his shoes