Barb Best, 2010 Erma Bombeck Global Humor Winner, has a new book, Find Your Funny: The Humor Survival Guide for Teens. Co-written with Joanne Jackal, Ph.D., a psychotherapist and former stand-up comedienne, Find Your Funny is a humor survival guide for ages 12 and up. This fun guide is designed to help kids develop a robust sense of humor and empower themselves with the positivity of humor. […]
Essays and News
In a couple of weeks, my husband and I will celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary.
We’ve discussed possible plans. I suggested a weekend spent organizing our house. While I believe that one will be vetoed as simply too un-anniversary-like, I’m cool with us not doing it big or giving each other expensive gifts.
I have told him as much, and I believe he would like it notarized.
I don’t blame him. In our dating years, […]
About a month ago, with husband and kids in tow, I was returning to frigid New Jersey from balmy Palm Beach, Fla. I was already in a funk when a TSA agent pulled me out of an airport security line for “extra screening.”
The agent pointed at me and said, “Palms up.” With my usual smooth eloquence I said, “Huh,” so the TSA agent repeated, “Palms up,” at which point I complied. She swabbed my hands with some device and told me I needed to wait for the results before proceeding. […]
I first met Elizabeth when she walked into my gift shop, introduced herself and plopped in my chair.
“My legs are so fat,” she reported. She was eight years old then. She had red curly hair, fair skin with freckles, bright blue eyes and a very large spirit. Her parents were the new owners of a shop next to mine. She became my assistant and spent her days in my store. We became good buddies. […]
As I was saying last week at the Mensa meeting, naming a pet is neither brain science nor rocket surgery. Good thing it ainʼt. I rescued an adorable kitten on a cold day last December that I named Petunia Louise in honor of Porky Pigʼs girlfriend.
Well, kids, within a couple of months, it became, shall we say, doubly clear, that Petunia was a male kitten. Did I rename it? Of course not. […]