My mother always said, “If you want something done right, do it yourself!” A motto I have lived by for my 67 years. But what happens when you can’t perform a job? You find someone to help!

My husband’s frustration with his forgetfulness is growing. He searches for his misplaced coffee mug in every room of our home. He has my sympathy, as I look for my eyeglasses several times a day.

How are you spending your retirement money?

Some close friends are building a pool in their backyard and remodeling their bathroom. Other friends are getting set to travel to see Moab, Arches and the Grand Canyon. Each one makes a valid argument for how they wish to spend their money in retirement. And how fortunate are they to be able to do so.

I have been married for 42 years to a wonderful man who frustrates the heck out of me. It’s mutual. But when I need a reminder about what’s important in a relationship, I think about blueberry pie.

Years ago, my husband and I traveled to Vancouver, British Columbia, with our daughter Lena. We ventured out to Stanley Park, which abuts the Pacific Ocean. As I looked over an embankment, I spotted a starfish. Not just any starfish. This one was bright purple and larger than my hand.

Beep. Beep. My coffee is ready. Beep. Beep. The toast has risen. Stupid beep. Another stupid beep. You left the refrigerator open when you got the jam out, dummy.