There was a woman who had a coffee date with someone whom she thought she knew well.  (Hmmm....   Is that an opinion?)  After polite greetings to one another and seating themselves, the conversation began.  It wasn't long before her friend's finger was in her face, as her friend told her what she ought to believe and what she should think.  The woman was  surprised to say the least.  (Like I said, she thought she knew her friend.)  The woman's reply was, "I'm not sure how I feel about your finger in my face", to which  Mrs. Finger Pointer excused herself

I often see the following added on one or so Face Book posts now and again...  "No Words."  And, each time I've seen it, I've wonder, "If you had no words, why are you telling us you have none?  Just say nothing at all."  Then one day I found myself posting the same thing... I read a column that was shared by a friend and what did I say?  "No words."  And, as I hit Enter, it occurred to me that I had just said the thing I thought was unthinkable.  Why did I do that? Why indeed.  Did I

Keep it clean.  As a child, that meant I was approaching potty mouth and my mother would go for the soap.  (Needless to say, I cleaned it up... Who wants to eat soap?)  As an adult, I've learned that the meanings to "keep it clean" are endless, because there is always a plethora that has to be cleaned!  Clean up the house. Clean the children (on multiple fronts, mind you).  Plus, somewhere in there I have to make sure I get cleaned up...  Hair, body, face, and all!   Now, because I've tried to be responsible,  add volunteer organizations, office