In Case of Emergency, Open Can
One of the items suggested by the Homeland Security Council for inclusion in an emergency preparedness kit is a manual can opener. Being the sort of person who is never prepared for anything, it is of great comfort to me to know that my Swing-A-Way can opener has been quietly guarding me from untold disaster for decades. I gave up my electric can opener nearly 20 years ago when the real estate boom of the 80s gained us a home with a kitchen the size of a walk-in closet. It had about three square feet of counter space and one electrical outlet, so when I spied a manual can opener on one of those store displays aimed at pushing slow-selling items to impulse shoppers, I bought it. It took up no counter space whatsoever, required no messy electrical cord, and no...
Of Wives and Housekeepers
I had an occasion to speak to a junior high school class this week on the subject of “planning ahead.” I am not now, nor have I ever been expert in planning ahead. Neither do I anticipate this will change in the near future, although it won’t be for lack of a serious effort on my part. I have read shelves of self-help books. I have bought every kind of diary, calendar and organizational aid available to mankind. I have journaled, listed, and prioritized my goals. None of this has worked, and I do not anticipate that any of it will, because I am missing the one key element necessary to an organized life – a genie. Actually, it doesn’t necessarily have to be a genie, although their living space requirements are pretty convenient. Any...
Meet the Arla Sisters
“I really hope this doesn’t offend you,” the lady from New York wrote, “but I think the fact you and your sisters are named Karla, Sharla, Marla and Darla is HILARIOUS!” “Yeah, we think it’s hilarious too,” was my reply. “Hi-larious.” Actually, it is. Well, maybe not hilarious, although I could see how someone from New York would think so. Having rhyming names does come in handy for those “Let’s share something about ourselves with the group” situations that seminar leaders are so fond of. Sometimes it becomes the subject of discussion. “Hello. My name is Karla, and I have three sisters, Marla, Sharla and Darla,” (the sound of amused murmuring.) “Our middle names kind...
Karla Jo
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