By Nancy Black I’m blaming Snoopy. Yes, Snoopy, the beloved dog from the “Peanuts” comic strip. Curse him! If I hadn’t grown up watching Snoopy interact with Charlie Brown and his friends, I wouldn’t be the softy (read: sucker) for animals that I am now. I’m not sure if it’s me or my van, but […]
By Nancy Black I knew the moment I looked into my rear-view mirror something was amiss. From my point of view, I was witnessing an obnoxious-looking Jeep — you know, one of those big ones with strobe lights on top, an open cab and huge, over-sized tires? — speeding up behind me on Peavy Road, […]
By Nancy Black My Find Friends app showed a blue dot where my youngest child was at that exact moment. The location? Medical City Fort Worth. What?! They were supposed to be on their way back from a Korean pop band concert at the convention center in Cowtown. Instead, they were at the hospital? I […]
By Nancy Black I no longer exist. I have lost my identity. And it is all because of my cat. The cat I rescued, no less, from certain death as she tried to hop across Skillman Street near Home Depot. It all began innocently enough. My cat, now one year old, and I were batting […]
By Nancy Black Am I the only one who gets mad at funerals? Forgive my honesty, but it really ticks me off when a priest, minister or holy leader starts off a funeral or memorial service by saying, “I didn’t know [name of dead person] personally, but I read in his obituary that he was […]
By Nancy Black I nibbled at first; then I finally took the bait. After driving my K-Pop music-crazed teenager to and from Fort Worth twice this past weekend, I was hooked. I had to find out what the “sign” was all about. “Mattress companies lie!” the billboard on I-30 I kept passing reads. The website […]
By Nancy Black Eight-six-seven-five, three O nine! That’s the only telephone number I know by heart these days. And it doesn’t even belong to anyone I know. It’s from a hit Tommy Tutone song from 1981 about a girl named Jenny. Kind of humorous, not knowing any telephone numbers these days. And I am sort […]
By Nancy Black It first happened after the nighttime storm we had a few weeks ago. When I went outside to sit at my patio table the next morning, it was covered in these itty bitty, teeny tiny, wiggling worms. Seriously, they were smaller than a cup cake’s candy sprinkles. And they weren’t just […]
By Nancy Black I was furious when I saw it. My brother, who was hoping another candidate would win the presidential election that year, just laughed when he saw it. In the dark of one night, some vandal(s) had defaced our Obama for President sign, which hung on the fence of my mother’s home. They […]
By Nancy Black This little piggy went to market This little piggy stayed home This little piggy ate roast beef This little piggy had none This little piggy went wee, wee, wee all the way home. Now I get it. My mother wasn’t just playing with my toes. She was teaching me about society — […]