Author Archives: Deborah Parrish Author
“Frosty”
Today I met 7-year-old Naomi, the daughter of My Music Man’s old high school buddy. She was delightful and quickly brought out my inner little girl. As we chatted about the snow on the ground here in Iowa, I told her that I … Continue reading
Live Pies Served Up Fresh
There are Pie People and there are Cake People. My Music Man and I are confirmed Pie People. I simply love pie. I’d rather have pie than cake. It’s not just a matter of taste, it’s a matter of substance. … Continue reading
I’ll Buy a Fantasy for $10, Please: Lady Luck Beckons
Last Saturday night we celebrated the 50th birthday of a new friend. We’re connected to each other because he lived next door to one of my close girlfriends. She eventually moved away, but still keeps in touch. Good neighbors are … Continue reading
Burning Love
Wow, salsa, peppers and chicken all baked up together? This I had to try…as always, we mixed it up a bit and made it our own, but here it is, beware: it’s spicy. I’m always looking for tasty ways to … Continue reading
It’s Not the Size of Your “Hand Job” … It’s the Power of Your Network That Matters
Never Underestimate the Power of your Network. A huge thanks goes out to Mike Varley, Black Mountain Cycles. He’s won a customer for life – My Music Man and I are forever fans. You can’t buy that kind of loyalty, you can only earn it. Pay attention, fellow business people. This is one for the books. Continue reading
Breaking Bad – 5 Ways Out of a Corner
The world keeps turning, even though we think it’s stopped, and we’re always learning, even when we don’t want to. Continue reading
5 Things They Don’t Tell You About Identity Theft
The most stunning fact is this: I have an address, a phone number, and photos of this person or persons. I cannot get access to the police detective assigned to my case. I could deliver this perpetrator with a massive amount of evidence. But, that’s reserved for the perfect world in which we do not live… Continue reading
Silver Linings
By my calculations, I spend at least 60 hours and $1200 each year keeping up this charade. Let’s face it, I’m a junkie. Continue reading
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