As I look around the living room on Christmas afternoon, tape from presents sticks to socks, the dog sleeps with a yuletide rawhide, kids scatter to play with new gifts and relatives echo on speakerphone.
As chaotic and frustrating as the holidays pose, I wouldn’t change a thing. What makes us grit our teeth and roll our eyes eventually makes a funny story. Think of the conflicts thrown your way. Embrace them, look upon them and laugh. These trials and tribulations are what make life interesting and fun.
Whether your mother poked a whole in your muffler or you’ve been forced to sincerely question the loading tactics of an aging dishwasher, be grateful your life isn’t predictable. Thank you and Happy New Year!
Find your funny-bone and a bucket of chicken, all at your local Wal-Mart.
As I poked around town, I couldn’t help but notice and appreciate what makes Suffield so desirable. The beauty, the quirky things we overlook, the variety of personalities and the tastiest panini in town.
Your grade school teacher: few were influential; some were cold-hearted and others were freakishly memorable. I still think of mine with admiration and humor.
“Be good to people.” A four-word phrase embroidered on a T-shirt consistently reminds me to think of others before I pounce. The idea is simple and it's attainable by acts of kindness.
Hearing “Do you have ID?” is no longer flattering. It’s ridiculous.