Our PT Cruiser, now a year old in our hands, is lovely in every way, except for gas mileage. We can count on about 25 miles to the gallon. Which, since it’s 22 miles to Berta and Unc’s house, means we’re spending close to $3.67 to get there, and the same to get back.
I may […]
This isn’t about reality television, but about having television be a reality in my life again for the first time since I was 17 or 18 and still living on Thrush Lane.
The candidate in me needs to be watching local news. The wife in me is afraid that Frank will turn on the TV more […]
Yesterday in Machias, with gas at $3.45, I spent $45 to fill up the tank.
No wonder no one in Machias has any extra spending money these days.
You have to admire a newsroom that comes up with six Pulitzer prizes in a single year, what the Washington Post has just done.
Years ago, when I was in college, my favorite Monday in all of April wasn’t Patriots Day with the Boston Marathon (well, that was a close second). But it was the Monday […]
It used to be such a special thing, stopping at Tim Hortons when Frank and I headed for St. Stephen, New Brunswick.
But now there are 10 Tim Hortons in Maine. You don’t have to be in Canada anymore, to go to Tim Hortons. We were in South Portland last week for Frank’s legal seminar, and […]
How much does an 8-year-old comprehend about the national news?
I can reflect on that, because it was 40 years ago today that Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated. (And I’m 48).
Grandmother and Grandfather Williams were visiting with us at the time. At her suggestion, our family went out for dinner, at Flapjacks in Potomac, in […]
Like I said before, I should blog more often.
Okay, so Frank and I have been married three months short of five years. In all that time, we generally seek out the most basic of hotel rooms — Motel 6 is our style, thank you.
But for three nights, we’re living it up in luxury at the […]