Presto Chango changed nothing. Abracadabra, Hocus Pocus, and Alakazam worked no magic on my Mac. Apparently Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo only transformed a pumpkin to a carriage not Apple Mail from non functioning to functioning. Although Billy Baston Shazamed himself to Captain Marvel, even that superhero’s magic word couldn’t rescue my email from Outgoing Purgatory. My Outgoing Email… Continue reading Magic Words
I save leftovers. (Meatloaf sandwich, anyone?) I save the elephants. (Ornaments from World Wildlife Fund, Merry Christmas, Jack and Leila!) I save time. (Pack the perishables in one bag and cans in the second. I’ll carry the toilet paper under one arm and loop my finger through the milk gallon jug. Receipt? Tuck that in… Continue reading Save The Word! And This Isn’t Brabble!
“Was it turn left at the fountain or the fountain was on my left. Would it still be on my left, or should I look right?” I switched my packages to the other arm as I wandered Old Orchard Mall hunting for my lost car. Often times my car was lost, but generally that was… Continue reading Lost And Found Car
“My red bag is on the floor of the locker, jeans on the shelf, and my water bottle . . . I don’t know where that is, maybe in the car or by the tread mill,” I explained. The locker room attendant didn’t care what happened to my water bottle, but DID care whether the… Continue reading The Numbers Game
15 Benjamins, 300 fivers, 1,500 smackeroos! $1500 – a pile of cash, a wad of dough, a stack of moolah, with which I didn’t want to part. . . . and the “leather expert” I called for a quote to restore my suite of armchair, ottoman, and sofa did. Our phone conversation went something like… Continue reading Good Enough
A Few Choice Words By Anita 