renée a. schuls-jacobson
The Beauty of a Grandmother
“Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.” ~Franz Kafka My Grandma Muriel was fabulous. She was. Fiery, artistic…
Rules of the Road
I was rolling down the road, belting out the chorus to Elton John’s “Bennie and the Jets” when a white Volkswagen zig-zagged…
I Love You, But I’m Not In Love With You: A Guest Post by Julie Davidoski
Valentine’s Day has come and gone, and, no doubt, some of you are feeling bummed out. Like maybe your boyfriend gave you…
How The Death of My Treadmill Reminded Me Love Is In The House
I have this treadmill. Rather, I had this treadmill. I used it for years. It’s not like I have been training for…
Getting to Gnome You: Valentine’s Day Stories
Remember these guys? My neighbor won them at my Book Club’s Annual DeGift & Re-Gift Party. Well, as it turns out, Lori…
Romancing the Throne: A Guest Post by Tori Young
Tori Young is one of my favorite bloggers. Her writing ranges from humorous to introspective to downright naughty. This little ditty was…
Tingo Tuesday: Have You Ever Gone ‘Akihi?
It’s Tingo Tuesday! The first Tuesday of each month, I share a word from The Meaning of Tingo by Adam Jacot de…
Decorating The Happy House: Part I
I am not known for my shopping prowess. My mother-in-law considers me picky. She isn’t wrong. I suppose I am selective. I…
How I Caused The Buffalo Bills to Lose Super Bowl XXV
In 1991, I lived in Buffalo, New York. That year, the Bills made it to the Super Bowl for the first time….
Not a Tale for Children
Recently, I had to make a decision about whether or not to call Child Protective Services. The boy involved is a smart…