by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea As I get older, I notice more and more my body parts in a sort of a landslide. I know the medical and cosmetic powers-that-be can work wonders these days with surgeries, injections, peels and the like. Tape this part up, snip that part off. I guess…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea How many batteries does it take to power the average American post-Christmas playtime? If I were to make a joke out of that question, it would probably include a clever play on words—maybe something about lithium ion versus lead oxide. No doubt we’d all get a big…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea My toaster is totally messing with my head. It takes forever. I keep pushing the pop-up button only to find … bread. I wait and pop it up again. Still bread. Wait. Pop. Nope — still not toast. Then, what do I get in the split…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I hate it when I’ve been cleaning the house all day long and then realize it’s only been fifteen minutes. I’ll admit, cleaning is not my happy place. Of course, I had five kids in seven years and “clean” has always been a bit...well…relative. Mostly because…

@RhondaRhea A lot of my friends have adopted a more active lifestyle and started new workout routines of late. When they all do it at once like that I’m usually shamed into joining them. This time, I’ve decided to do resistance training. Because nobody resists training like I do. People…

@RhondaRhea I’ve discovered something rather disturbing about myself:  I’m a salad dressing whiny-baby. It’s not like I’m even all that into salad. I think we all know I’d rather have chocolate. Or coffee. Or chocolate mixed with coffee. But the other day I found myself with a salad that needed…