Lost and (Sometimes) Found
By Karen Anderson, Club Humorist I once started keeping track of how many minutes a day I spend looking for lost items. I soon gave up,…
By Karen Anderson, Club Humorist I once started keeping track of how many minutes a day I spend looking for lost items. I soon gave up,…
By Karen Anderson, Club Humorist At 8:15 a.m., a massive truck lumbered down our street and dropped a 12-foot storage pod in our driveway. “Are you moving?”…
By Karen Anderson, Club Humorist The 11 p.m. Honk! Honk! Honk! outside reminded me I’ve never written about my car. How could that be? My…