Ironic Idioms

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I like words.  I like to write them.  I like to read them.  I have my own personal library of favorite books, and yes, I reread them from time to time.  It’s comforting to me, like catching up with a dear friend you haven’t seen for a while. But this fascination...

FOOTFALL!

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I’ve often thought about the monotony of the seasons, especially as I have grown older and time seems to fly by like the speed of light.  It seems that we just get through the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays, skid into Valentine’s Day, hop into Easter, then all of...

WWDD or What Would Dolly Do?

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I’ve taken to my bed, precious Dolly is dead.  Not only does that sound like a great hook for a sad country song, it is my current state.  I am tore up. Dolly Parton is a national treasure.  So how in the best nation in the entire world did we let her go?  We’ve...

The Culinary Chaos Continues

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher For the record, Mr. Kaminski is no longer allowed to select culinary outlets for dining.  It’s just not working out for me. Last Saturday while in Galveston, he was on the gumbo train.  I get it.  We were on the coast where seafood abounds.  It makes sense to want...

Breakfast with Mr. Kaminski: It’s Not Breakfast at Tiffany’s

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher Mr. Kaminski offered to take me to breakfast on Saturday.  We’ve both been working long hours, so it was a nice respite to not have to make a weekend breakfast.  Plus, there was that nasty inconvenience of our air conditioning going out on Friday night, and the temp in...

The DT

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher Now y’all I love a good deal.  I’m all about the hunt, the find, the procurement.  It’s my spiritual gift. I have my fav hunting grounds, and I consistently add to the list when a new find meets my criteria.  I will drive out of my way and use a quarter tank of...

Retail Therapy

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher There’s a word I’ve heard with a significant degree of regularity over the past 15 years or so – a word that as a child, I never recall hearing. I’m not at all certain that the word, or the concept, even existed when I was growing up.  Now that I look back on it,...

Addictions and Afflictions

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher There are very few things in life that I simply cannot live without.  Though the years, I’ve learned to get by – and deal with – whatever comes my way.  Sure, I have preferences, but they are not necessarily deal killers. I prefer to not exist in a Texas summer...

Capturing Critters

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher Even though I find myself not in Green Acres these days, it appears that I am still battling all forms of wildlife.  I’m beginning to think it’s me. First there was the telltale evidence of the wee rodent who apparently likes to eat the paper labels off the jars in...

The Annual Escape

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I have made a monumental decision this month.  It’s groundbreaking, one I highly recommend, and truth be told, I’m a repeat offender.  I have decided to run away from home. The precedent for this particular activity was set several years ago.  I blame Lisa Ann.  Or...