Post-Mother’s Day Letdown

My husband and I play Scrabble nearly every day, and he beats me an unfair proportion of the time, but on special days he always lets me win, by opening up triple-word-scores and not using them or trading in both blanks, anything to give me a much-needed advantage. On...

The Envelope, Please

It was with fear and trepidation, along with joy and elation, that I married a widower with five children, aging from 15 to 24 four of them boys in December of 2000. I am not yet finished with my negotiations between my stepchildren and my own son for royalties in...