Fanciful Observations

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I like fancy things.  Fancy things are typically pretty things – ornamental, elegant and yes, costly.  Now everything in my world doesn’t necessarily have to be fancy for me to appreciate it – likely Mr. Kaminski would not agree with that statement – but I do...

Labels

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I’ve had to learn a lot about our new PC world.  Political correctness, socially acceptable, modern conventional, not to mention the various assortment of initials – all the phrases.  Mostly my children have taught me what I can now say and what I cannot say. ...

Positively Patti

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I am a positive person.  Positivity absolutely oozes out of my very being.  I could have been a cheerleader I’m so full of pep, but the bending, jumping and flipping business is not in my wheelhouse.  Mr. Kaminski says I would hurt myself.  He’s not wrong. I’m...

Porch Pals

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher Just the other day I was at a function visiting with the sweetest lady, and as she admired my dress, she queried, “Do you shop local?” “Absolutely!” was my enthusiastic reply.  I immediately shared with her the store and location of where I had purchased my...

Accoutrements and Such

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I’m an accessory girl.  I like all things accessorized.  Accoutrements make me happy.  That is until it’s time to pack, then it becomes a love/hate relationship. Packing is an art form, and it requires both a particular skill set and a significant amount of time. ...

Treasure Hunting

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher Just as I’m in my purge groove – thoroughly convincing myself I can and will get rid of things – it happens.  I find my Dolly sweatshirt transported carefully and lovingly directly from Dollywood.  How could I possibly toss Dolly?  It’s downright immoral and...

Memory Madness

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher It’s been brought to my attention recently that an interesting yet disturbing phenomenon is occurring in my world, many times on a daily basis.  This particular phenomenon is new and definitely has its own ebb and flow. Mr. Kaminski attributes this new nuisance to me...

Blissful Blunders

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I’m not really sure how this has happened, but this week I have been married to Mr. Kaminski for 31 years.  Hard to figure since I’m only 29-years-old.  I know this because every birthday my precious son tells me, “Happy 29th birthday, Momma.”  And that sweet...

Throwing Mr. Kaminski From a Train?

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher I was recently asked to a ride a train – the exact train I unwittingly rode two years ago with Mr. Kaminski.  My response was a succinct, “No.”  Apparently, a more verbose explanation was required regarding my decline of this particular invitation. ...

Stumbling Into Spring Break

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher Spring Break is a thing in the Kaminski household even though our babies are grown and flown.  Traditionally, the March mayhem is a break for students taking classes from primary grades all the way through university.  The week-long vacay really has nothing to do with...