by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Buffet strategies. I have them. Mostly they fail, but I have them. Stratagem one: load up the plate on the first go-round so I don’t have to go back. But guess what. I always have to go back. It’s a buffet. The beauty of the buffet is…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Sometimes I like to use words I don’t altogether understand. It’s so I can sound smarter. And perspicacious, sagacious, and astutaquacious. Yes, I did make up that last one—hoping it would make me sound even astutaquaciouser. I admit, it does get embarrassing when I mispronounce a word…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea As if we don’t have enough viruses in the current culture, I’m just out the other side of an ick cold and flu bug. We passed this bug through extended family and extended-extended family, petri dish style. Ah, sharing culture. Troubling though the flu bug was, the…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Things I would be immediately compelled to tell a time traveler popping in from the past: *Prepare to watch doorbell videos of delivery guys and their encounters with bees and porch pranks and whatnot. *Ready yourself to read hundreds—maybe thousands—of comments about yet another meeting that should’ve…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea You better not pout, I’m telling you why. Because somebody will snap a pic and post it on social media and you’ll have to live with that face forever. And ever. That’s why I try not to show my seasonal angst. And still…every time. Every time I…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I love warm and fuzzy. Give me all the warmest of warms and all the fuzziest of the fuzzies and I’m usually quite happy. Unless. Unless we’re talking about my fridge. It should never be warm—and I’m good with that part. But more than that, who put…