Her plan was simple. Go out alone for a harmless flirtation, possibly some revenge sex. What happened was not in the plan: propose marriage to a guy she had met hours earlier. Even less in the plan: he accepts. The young couple then buys a dilapidated wreck of a house in a not-so-great part of the c…
I need a diversion from everyday life, so I decided to re-open the history of the house investigation.
After our golden retriever had been put down, I decided I would drive him to the pet crematorium. Big mistake.
The envelope was addressed to occupant. “Photos” had been hand written in the corner.
This was episode 10, the first podcast of 2020. I reflect on giving birth in the dead of winter and bringing a newborn home to a house that looked more like a bombed out hell hole than a home.
It was so hot in the house . . . sometimes, at night, I would just get into the car and drive around with the air-conditioner on to cool off. I wondered how the original owners of the house managed to keep cool in summer?
After a surgical failure, Mel receives some money from a class action lawsuit. Her husband wants to use it to pay bills. She has a better idea.
Installing a hardwood floor was supposed to be an easy job. According to the guy in the floor covering aisle. He lied.
We named her Bob after Bob Vila. We decided to get a puppy to prepare ourselves for parenthood. If we could handle a dog, how hard could a baby be?
There are things in life you need, and there are things you want. Is there a difference?
It was the weekend before Thanksgiving. 1981. My live-in boyfriend of 3 years came home and told me he was going out with a woman he met in line at our bank. Was I upset? Uh, yeah. Did I have a right to be? Uh, no.