I struggled for an entertaining topic this week until dark thoughts entered my mind. A tree took out the power lines to our neighborhood.

How do you dress for a day in the Western North Carolina Mountains? Just answer what weather when? Good luck with that.

One of my dogs had an accident which resulted in a canine kitchen flood. No, no, not the way you just imagined. He’s more creative than that.

A British author asked if a common phrase would be misunderstood by Americans. The responses confirmed a language barrier.

As I fight to meet deadlines this week, my mind couldn’t help but turn to young Ian and his little, tiny book report that’s due soon.

Our quiet evening of dinner preparation took an unexpected turn when a kitchen mishap created an unexpected part of our meal.

While we were enjoying a great meal and bottle of wine in a special restaurant, we witnessed someone else having a dinner date disaster.

Growing up in the Southern part of the USA, a snow day meant the best thing possible—a day off from school.

A memory of a cross-country trek through small towns and eating at the diners and greasy spoons that served the best food and hospitality.

An hour before sunrise. Darkness cloaked my path. Fear bubbled up inside me. A whiff of wildlife alerted me to a heinous stalker in the woods.

Though I didn’t realize the impact at the time, a job, a house, a dog, and the internet combined in one fateful year to change my life forever.

Prince Barry, the third cousin twice removed from the heir apparent to the British throne, released his long-awaited tell-all, Spare Change.