Dear Sidney

 I’m 11 years old and I’m already five feet ten inches tall. Everybody thinks I’m in high school, but I’m still in sixth grade. Even my mom, who is five feet tall, questions just where I came from. Dad wants to sign me up for a girl’s summer basketball team, but Mom...

Can you believe we are more than halfway through the month of June already? I turn around and it’s trash day again! The silly fireworks will be popping and scaring all the darned dogs way too soon and, honestly, I tire of rounding up every gosh-darned purchase to the...

Well, I thought I had found my soul mate until she came out of the closet. Everything was going so well. We kayak; we hike; we love dogs and bird watching; and I thought we were going to love each other. And then I stupidly became her friend on Facebook and BOOM, it...

  I’m up to HERE with the village tradesmen or, rather, the village idiots. Sure, I don’t expect my boyfriend to show up on time or call when he’s going to be late, but I do expect the bricklayer I’m overpaying to be here when he says he’ll be here! Really, the...

My intuition is working overtime here. As I am of the male species, I’m surprised that my intuition has kicked in at all. I’m very much into a widow I met at the senior luncheons here in Crestline. At her suggestion, it didn’t take long for us to become intimate....

He promised this wouldn’t happen. I spoke lightly about it never happening. But he’s moved in with all his sh-t, anyhoo! And he’s traded out my luscious lumpy mattress, tossed it down the two flights of stairs, where it’s leaning up against my trash cans. I’m so...