Well, it happened. I was lured by a Facebook ad. Yup, I made an impulsive purchase. It was late at night when I thought I’d check Facebook one last time. I spotted an ad for vintage Christmas dresses. Not second-hand dresses, but dresses with an old-fashioned appeal to them. They were bright and colourful and… Continue reading Impulsive Online Shopping!
My hubby and I just returned from an early September camping trip. Having camped together for 35 years, here are some tips we gathered through experience. 1) It will always rain when setting up or packing up for home. Accept it and carry on. It’s beyond your control. 2) Something will be forgotten. Just to… Continue reading Top Ten Camping Tips!
Ten words. Just ten words. It hardly seems possible for ten words to have an impact on your happiness compared to the realm of material written on the pursuit of it. Yet, they’ve had a lasting impact for me. I’ve repeated those words three times this week alone. Plus, I’ve felt empowered and at peace… Continue reading Game On!
Senior citizens rocking to Devo? Why, yes! There was something different about the morning aqua fitness class. I sensed it from the moment I strolled from the change room to the pool’s edge. Lap swimmers like myself shared the pool with the middle-aged and senior crowd. I, apparently, was in the quieter group. Depending on… Continue reading Whip It!
If it sounds too good to be true, well, maybe, one should hesitate a bit? I got scammed recently. Well, sort of…I think the man’s intentions were fine in the beginning but then, heck, I don’t know what happened. When I walked from my parked car to the homeless shelter where I volunteer weekly, I noticed… Continue reading A Tractor Tale
I should’ve known better. It had to be a scam. It didn’t add up. I was beating myself up for being sucked in. Again. This was worse than the time I received the e-mail asking me to click on a link to update my credit card info. That situation took a half-hour on the phone… Continue reading Identity Theft??
The young man sat hunched over in his old wheelchair. It was the kind you roll with your hands, not an electric model. An overturned baseball cap was held out by chapped, bare hands. My daughter and I had walked three blocks on a blustery January afternoon. We’d passed by six parking meters, each one labeled… Continue reading Pay You Double!