I just returned from a book signing at My Sister’s Books and I’m feeling nostalgic—sort of a “Georgetown on my mind” type of feeling. It’s hard to believe we left there three and a half years ago to move to Wilmington, N.C. We’ve visited Pawleys ... 

By the time last Friday, the 13th rolled around, I didn’t think my luck could get any worse: That week, I couldn’t balance my check book, I had an eye infection and I lost my new blue topaz ring from Bermuda (I found it later inside my car). Thankful ... 

Here lately, I’m pretty sure my seamstress’s best customer is ME, (seven visits in seven weeks). I say seamstress, but other folks say tailor or alterations lady. Same thing. At any rate, that’s one of the first things I search out when I move to a ... 

I have a novel idea; no, not an idea about writing a novel, but an idea about writing, printing and selling road-rage, or rather, NON road-rage signs. I have enough experience, thirty years to be exact, listening to Russell’s rants and rages, which ... 

Some folks have asked me where my column has been lately. Please forgive me. I took a short vacation to finish up some paperwork, or should I say book work, and also to carefully orchestrate what will be my biggest performance to date. (Remember “Lif ... 

I have a really good friend named Tim. He’s one of the most interesting people because he always has a funny (true) story to tell. In fact, he’s a lot like me in that THINGS always seem to happen to him that don’t happen to other people. He’s also th ... 

Is there anyone I missed telling that hub-Russ and I were going on a cruise to Bermuda? If so, let me tell you now: we went, we saw, we conquered! We had a ball! To celebrate our thirtieth wedding anniversary, we invited my sister Nancy and her husba ... 

My favorite button on the TV remote is “mute.” Why? Because the loud commercials are deafening; and slowly but surely, that’s what I’m becoming—deaf! Really, someone ought to do something about this invasion of privacy that frays, sizzles and fries m ... 

Am I the only one who has trouble knowing what to keep and what to throw away when it comes to the stuff on my refrigerator—or more accurately, what is kept under the magnets on my refrigerator door? With a blank canvas of about 3 x 6’, the possibili ... 

The newest male in my life can be described as a handsome, blond, short-haired, long-legged 66 lb. puppy. It’s true. I have fallen in love with a furry animal named Gustopher Francis Poop Van Winkle, or Gus, for short. He has the MOST adorable face w ... 

I wonder how many men have said grudgingly through clenched teeth, “I’ll be waiting for you in the car,” to their wife/significant other, while growing impatient and weary. I hadn’t given it much thought until a friend from church recently mentioned ... 

I’m back into couponing, or at least I’m trying to be. Everyone seems to be saving unheard amounts of money lately, so why not join in? Our local newspaper has even begun a syndicated column of weekly “how to’s.” Back in the 80’s I was a super-seriou ... 

Okay, I want someone to enlighten me as to what has happened to the Grammy’s? It seems this former “family friendly” entertainment show, which began in 1958 and was first telecast in 1971, has sure changed! As I watched it on TV last night, I shudder ... 

I had no idea that partying New Year’s Eve could be so expensive and so very painful! And that, in addition, these problems would be ongoing a full week after the holiday passed. But that’s what I get for trying to keep up with Sasha, the belly dance ... 

For all you folks out there whose hobby is procrastination—and I’m one of those who have perfected it to a high art—here’s some news: your days of smoking are numbered. In fact, N.C. just enacted a ban January 2nd making it illegal to smoke in restau ... 

Here’s a test: What do Sarah Jessica Parker and I, Ann Ipock, have in common? Well, I’m thinking nuttin’ since she went and had her mole removed—that’s right, her mole. I still have mine and in fact, am proud of it—thank you very much! Don’t ask me w ... 

What kind of sick person would turn you in, rat you out, and tell the whole world that you are a hoarder—on national TV, no less? Boy, that’s hard to say: hoarder! hoarder! hoarder! Say it three times fast and you might get in trouble. Yep, I’d say r ... 

I’m asking the preschool children (ages 3-5) in my Sunday School class tomorrow what they’re thankful for, this being close to Thanksgiving. I’ll help them write their list, then we’ll color a turkey picture and paste feathers onto the sheet. Next we ... 

Hub Russ just celebrated his favorite holiday. You’ll never guess what it is. Ahem, it’s ah, well, Daylight Savings Time. I know. It’s not really a holiday. It’s not like Christmas or the Fourth of July; but for him, it seems to be nearly that exciti ... 

Our family just experienced its third Morris (my maiden name) wedding this past weekend. In other words, my parents now have three out of seven grandchildren "hitched" or, rather "chained," as hub-Russ puts it. I've come to love these fami ... 

It's true, I wish I was taller. Oh sure, I also wish I was thinner, smarter, richer, etc. But today we are talking about height. Some people don't think that 5'4" is all that short. Trust me, it is. I have the strained calves, pulled biceps and ... 

It's true, I wish I was taller. Oh sure, I also wish I was thinner, smarter, richer, etc. But today we are talking about height. Some people don't think that 5'4" is all that short. Trust me, it is. I have the strained calves, pulled biceps and ... 

The Princess and the Frog it is not. The Pepsi and the Frog it is. When my dear friend and editor, Emily-Sarah, told me today that a man had found a frog in his can of Pepsi, I thought to myself, "This ain't right. Emily-Sarah must have been t ... 

Talk about sibling rivalry reaching a whole new level: Did you read the one about two elderly sisters (83 and 87) who are fighting over a fortune--not a family inheritance or the sale of some family land, mind you, but a $500,000 lottery winning. Ye ... 

Seriously, Folks, I Miss the Oldest Seaside Resort in America Hubby Russell and I have now been back in N.C. (the state where we were both born) for two and a half years; though rarely a day passes that I don't think about our many friends bac ...