You, my loyal readers, may recall that shortly after I started this blog, my daughter Katie wound up in the emergency room because of excr...

I used to call my husband, Steve, a "weirdo magnet." If a homeless person stepped onto the bus, he would strike up a conversation ...

Feet Today was my first day of work. I did not, however, wear either of the two pairs of shoes purchased for the occasion. Why? Because i...

I'm a nervous passenger, and it drives Stephen crazy. I try, really I do, to keep the gasps and yelps and nagging within reasonable limi...

  Thirty-five pairs of footwear; thirty of them are (were) mine.   Remember that inventory photo I took of my many, many shoes? We...