How a Rhombus Ruined my Relaxation

“Mom!” I can see we’re going to have the nightly bed struggle. I just sat down, fantasizing about relaxation. “I put you to bed, get back there.” “But I made you a rhombus,” said Declan, extending a white rhombus of paper. Oh,...

Drive Thru Coffee’s Slow–Make It Driveby

I look at the clock on the odometer. I want to stop for coffee. The drive thru is right there, beckoning. It’ll just take a minute. It’s quicker if I run in.  I look again. I’m already three minutes past my time–I’ll have to make it up on...

Only One Blue Cheese? Struggles in a Small Town

I went to the local store for buns and blue cheese. There was only one kind of blue cheese. My heart stopped just a little bit. I panicked and shuffled the cheeses around a bit. No Stilton, no Roquefort, no Maytag? No local vs. French dilemma? Just two choices: that...