The legend of Bigfoot lives on in American folklore, and although I don't know for sure if the big and hairy creature actually exists in the wild, I do believe in big foot, or at least big feet. I live with a bunch of them.
Everything I ever needed to know, I learned from my sister.
Toss and turn. Turn and toss.
In the wee morning hours, I was summoned from sleep by a grinding and screeching sort of noise that is universally recognized as the sound of a garbage truck doing its business.
I saw someone familiar at the store today. I knew that I knew her, or at least that I'd had cause to interact with her on several or perhaps a few occasions.
After spending the last three decades with my husband, I've learned marriage isn't what I thought it would be. In some ways it is harder.
My husband and I had to make a trip to the home improvement store last weekend for one item.
It was a go-to-the-store-for-laundry-detergent-come-home-with-fabric-softener kind of day.
The English language is a formidable beast, even for those of us who learned it as our first language.
There's a saying: "Everything's better with bacon."