Uncle Sam’s a (Insert Expletive)

We finally got our taxes done. Three months late, but really, one day early given the extended deadline. It's not that we were procrastinating; we were simply holding off on this dreaded task for as long as possible. OK, fine. We were procrastinating. And by "we" I mean Tara. As with the boat, she is … Continue reading Uncle Sam’s a (Insert Expletive)

Open Mouth, Insert Foot

You know how sometimes, occasionally, once in a blue moon, I have a tendency to stick my foot in my mouth and end up in an awkward situation? Oh, boy. A couple of days ago really took the cake. It started with a group text from a number I did not recognize. I assumed they'd … Continue reading Open Mouth, Insert Foot

Baby, Can You Drive My Car?

When I drove my new car off the lot last week, I quickly learned that I don't know how to drive. Oh, I have a license. And I've been doing it for 30 years now. Yet, I felt like a newbie those first few days. Because cars have changed a lot since the last time I purchased … Continue reading Baby, Can You Drive My Car?