I was born during Procrastination Week. I came into the world during a two-week span of time dedicated to the art of putting things off.

The Santa's coming bribes, threats, and bargaining chips, are falling faster than snowflakes in a blizzard.

It’s the weekend and time to add another item to my #52 Over 50 list

Before each trip, my prairie folk parents would warn my sisters and I of what befell kids who horsed around on the dock.

A boat . . . I’m picturing sunny days on quiet lakes.