by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I had a little wrestling match with my vacuum cleaner recently. It was doing that wimpy-clean thing—you know, where you have to get down on your hands and knees and hand-feed it every little fuzz ball? If I’m going to do that, I might as well not…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Confession time. Sometimes when I’m driving and realize I’m lost, I automatically turn down the radio. It’s not so I can hear the GPS. I turn down the radio even when there’s no GPS. Why do I do it? Honestly, I don’t know. Maybe it’s so I…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I’m pretty sure my husband thinks that a clean furnace filter is the cure for about any ailment. When our kids were growing up, if we heard so much as a sneeze in our house, he would disappear into the basement and he wouldn’t come up until…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Someone once told me that all crazy women have super-thin eyebrows. I don’t see how I could even begin to argue with that logic. So I pencil. And I pencil strong. I feel I have a lot to prove. That’s one reason doing makeup in the car…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Debit card, my debit card. Oh how I need that thing. One day a while back I couldn’t find my card anywhere. I looked for it all afternoon. Even by the next morning, still no trace. I searched high and low, near and far. I even searched…

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…