Author Archives: Ann Kirsten

I describe my granddaughter as "nine going on forty-five". She's one of those wise old souls who still possesses the spunk of a young girl. I learn a lot from her. She came over for a sleepover the ot...

Admittedly, I am behind the times. Like, wayyyy behind. But, have you heard about the Facebook group(s) "Buy Nothing"? To join one, you simply get on Facebook and type "Buy Nothing groups near me" in ...

I love reading historical fiction books, and the scenes that describe the characters sitting around a fireplace in the evenings quietly sewing and visiting always sound so cozy. It makes me want to go...

Sometimes, I think that the Pinterest cooks are just messing with us. They post beautiful pictures of mouthwatering food and then I repeat their recipe, only mine ends up looking and tasting like some...

We've all been a part of small groups, either at school, work or church. And, every small group I've ever belonged to has had that one member who tends to dominate the conversation. Recently, I met a ...

There was a commercial a while back that showed moms in stressful situations. At the height of their frustration, these women would put their hands on their heads and say, "Calgon, take me away!" And,...

Every year, when the fresh cranberries arrive in the produce section of my store, I have an inner battle with myself: "Ann, you know you never use a whole bag of these and end up feeling guilty when y...

One of my chronically ill friends was recently asked a question by her doctor, "How many useable hours do you have in a day?" The doctor went on to say that an average, healthy person has ten to fourt...

We all joke about the "man flu" and there is a lot of truth to the stories. When my husband gets a cold, he takes it as a personal insult. How dare his body let him down like that? He groans with ever...

Christmas songs are one of those subjects that tend to divide people. Some of us would be willing to listen to Christmas music all year long and then there are others who cringe whenever a peppy Chris...