Today's my birthday, and in honor of this, I am going to institute my first annual Cup-It List.
What's a Cup-It List? Well, do you remember the movie The Bucket List? In it, Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson play two old geezers who find they are both terminally ill. They make a list of things theyâd like to do before they, as it is delicately phrased, âkick the bucket.â
I am going to tell you something I donât think even my husband knows âalthough he may suspect the truth.
For almost eleven years, I have claimed that I have four children. But thatâs not true. In fact, I have five. This fifth child is one who never comes out in public. This child is â how can I say this in a loving, maternal way? This child is a bad seed. Never …
As a basketball/baseball, softball, and tennis mom, I haul kids all around the Triangle. Add to that, driving from my home in Cary to schools in Raleigh, I really put some travel time on my van. In a given day, I can drive 80 miles.
Being on the road so much, itâs understandable that on very rare occasions, I get a teensy bit annoyed with my fellow road warriors. Even more rarely,…
A couple of summers ago, I met myself. Not in the self-aware, reconnecting with my childhood kind of way, but I actually met a person named Pamela DeLoatch. We were at a family reunion for my husbandâs side of the family, and there she was, a distant relative.
A few days ago, we had family photographs taken. My husband is a very practical person, but surprisingly, he loves to get family pictures made every few years. This year, he asked for them for his birthday, so off we went.
Do you ever watch the television show Wife Swap? Far from being a salacious program on Cinemax, itâs more a cautionary tale that demonstrates that while improvement is always possible, be happy with what youâve got.
There he stood. My baby. Wearing his daddy's shoes.
So what if he's fourteen and a good four inches taller than me. He's still and will ever more be, my baby.
Recently, he and I, along with a group of my tennis friends, went to a tennis tournament in Greensboro. He was going to play 3.0 menâs tennis, which is pretty much an entry level for menâs competition. While heâd played casu…
I never knew Kay Yow. As a Duke grad, I cheer for Blue Devils, not the Wolfpack. And as a tennis fan, Iâm much more likely to know about Venus, Serena and Novak than any womenâs college basketball player.
But all day, sheâs been on my mind, ever since I got the news that Coach Yow had lost her 20-year battle with cancer.
When I was a freshman in college, I met a senior named Steve. With his imposing height and deep voice, he exuded confidence. But even I thought he was naïve when he announced (on a regular basis) that one day he was going to be president of the United States.