Lean, green, mowing machine!
I woke up early this morning to get a jump on the day. I had an article to finish and a lawn to mow. But
MC’s naked reality
For most of my life, I’ve had a love affair with make-up. Like most women, I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time and money selecting,
Sarasota Magazine The Best of 2009 Readers’ Poll — MC voted finalist in Blogging category!
Yikes! Yippee! and Yowza! Sarasota Magazine puts on an annual Best Of issue … and guess what?! Yours truly was voted a finalist in the
Swan song … or why I no longer appear in the Pelican Press newspaper
Newspapers are our nation’s first line of defense to freedom. When publications become susceptible to pressure from advertisers, which I believe happened in this case, our freedom — our ability to express and exchange differing, sometimes dissenting opinions, and our ability to learn and understand and make decisions and choices about how we want to practice democracy as individuals and as a nation, is dangerously compromised.
What the heck is this?
Alright. I try to be fairly independent, self-sufficient, but I’m stymied. And I need help! Can anyone help me identify any of the following?
In Sarasota, the gap widens between the haves and the have-nots
(This piece appeared in the Sarasota Herald-Tribune on April 27, 2009.) In 2004, when I returned to my hometown roots of Sarasota, real estate was
In Sarasota … the haves and the have-nots
The Sarasota Herald Tribune ran a piece of mine today. You can read it on page A10 or simply follow the link here: In Sarasota,
MC Coolidge Wins Florida Press Association award! Yippee!
Most of my life, I’ve been known for being WAY too serious. I’ve been notorious among ex-boyfriends and ex-husbands (of which there is only one)
Snakey-behavior
I’m always saying what a jungle my back yard is. Here’s today’s visitor:
The world needs columnists … and column-readers!
As a freelance columnist I might be biased, but I’d like to think that while a lot of readers love to hate and hate to
Googling is so last year
Googling someone you want to date or are about to date is such a lame thing to do that I don’t even know where to
One final birthday blog …
A late-night visitor to my back yard. A real Stephen King-looking critter!
Box turtle? … only on birthday blog #4
OMG — I’m not usuall prone to using acronyms like that, but this newest twist in my never-ending fabulous birthday is so WICKED cool.
Aging extravagantly … birthday blog #3
Whoo hoo! My day just keeps getting better and better. I’m receiving an extravagant number of wonderful birthday messages from so many people. Call me
Beethoven on a birthday … birthday blog #2
A few weeks ago, a man invited me out on a date for April 4th,