Ah yes, grocery carts. Who among us has not dealt with these? Unless you are part of that extremely rare breed who has never set foot in a grocery store, you know what I’m talking about.

I went to the grocery store last week and worked my way through my list at my usual unhurried pace. When I was done I made my way over to the checkout lines and thus began my very predictable exercise in frustration.

Our world is filled with signs. They are an omnipresent feature of our society. The minute you step foot out of your front door, you are confronted with signs.

Always on the lookout for physical fitness programs, I decided to check with the local university a while back and see what they had to offer.

In my last post I talked about something that everybody but me loves - games. Today I’m going to switch lanes and talk about something that I like but virtually no one else does - doctor’s office waiting rooms.

Oh, how the world loves games! Young, old -  rich, poor - it doesn’t matter. They all love games.

I admit it. I have punctuality issues. I struggle with it, and I know a lot of people out there are fighting a similar battle.

For anyone who routinely engages in lawn care, you don’t need me or anybody else to tell you that it’s a lot harder than it looks.

It’s a simple fact of life. A big chunk of our time must be spent running errands, and I’m OK with that. To be honest, as of late I’m more than OK.

Yes, that’s what the title says – pool walking.

It started a long time ago when I was just a teenager. I was spending hours every day in dance classes dressed in only a leotard and tights and watching my weight as if my life depended on it.

One thing in my life that has changed for the better in recent years is that I now have complete freedom to listen to whatever I want on my car radio.

I don’t know how the rest of you feel about T-shirts, but I’m not much of a fan.

I have quite the collection of instruction manuals. They occupy an entire drawer that is filled to the brim with manuals for every appliance large and small that has ever made its way into my home. I probably have manuals for things that I don’t even own anymore.

When we left off last Saturday I had just shown up for my first ballroom dance class incorrectly attired, …

In my quest for physical fitness, I came up with what I was certain would be the perfect plan for me – ballroom dancing.

If any of you have been in a public library in the past decade or two, you may have noticed a few changes…

If you recall my last blog, I was in search of a hobby and had decided to take up cooking.

Now that my children are grown, I have more time on my hands for things like hobbies. Sounds good, doesn’t it?

Has there ever been a piece of equipment more unreliable than a stapler?