Month: July 2000

My son had the audacity to think he could predict exactly what I would write about in my next column. “you will write about your family,” he said, “as always.” He caught me in an uncooperative mood. “I will not,” I said. “I will write about something else.” He just grinned knowingly. I frantically scrambled…

I finally did it! I went to the Children’s Museum in New Orleans with the grandkids. It was the largest playground and educational center I’ve ever seen. All I had to do was tag along, assure the 3-year-old was OK to go and do, then sit and watch. At first the children, their mother and…

The hush-hush hype preceding the release of the fourth Harry Potter book captured my attention: Closely guarded stacks of books awaited release, only a handful of people knew the plot and yet families waited for the bookstores to open Saturday everywhere including El Dorado to buy a copy of the best selling children’s novel. My…

In the midst of our overflow of crises last month, a red warning light on the dashboard flashed “brake.” I slowed and tested the brakes, listening for the high pitched whine of metal against metal. Nothing. My husband said, “it just needs to have the brake fluid topped off.” The first shop refused. “If the…

I was surprised last month to see the old Bonanza building being torn down, taken away to be buried, never to be seen again. When we first arrived in town 18 years ago, it was the one place we could afford to take our crew of children. With children eating free on Tuesday nights, when…