By Sue Murphy I didn’t want fries. I wanted something else. For years, decades even, burgers have automatically come with fries. I appreciate the tradition, but I am not a burger person. I’m a fish sandwich kind of gal. Now, I know that puts me in the minority, and I have accepted that the burger contingency will be more visible and vocal, but I think there’s room for all of … [Read more...]

By Sue Murphy That’s it. After watching 72 hours of gut-wrenching television, I have decided to run.  Not for President. Goodness, no. I would have had to go through the primaries and attend a bunch of fundraising dinners and appear on “Meet the Press” to say, “My esteemed opponent is a crackpot.” No, I’m talking about actual running, you know, putting one foot in front of … [Read more...]

I saw a wasp outside my window this morning, bumping his knobby head against the glass, and I felt sorry for the little guy. He wasn’t welcome anywhere. Now, full disclosure, I myself had knocked his house off the eaves on more than one occasion. Actually, I don’t know if it was the same wasp. I’m not good with faces. Still, if it was the same wasp or his long-lost brother … [Read more...]

By Sue Murphy Last week, I hurriedly stuck some watercolor paints in the mail to my granddaughter. The poor child had run out of purple.  Purple is her favorite color, and that’s important. A favorite color is the preschool version of the crucial Alabama/Auburn choice. When I told my granddaughter that my favorite color was blue, she gave me a knowing nod, as if to say, “Ah, … [Read more...]

By Sue MurphyHere is the secret to college football success: For every all-star running back you sign, you must sign a backup back in case all-star number one gets injured or is arrested on a weapons charge in an after-hours nightclub. This is called having depth. The same is true of running a household. You only have to run out of propane one time during a Fourth of … [Read more...]