by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Someone once told me that all crazy women have super-thin eyebrows. I don’t see how I could even begin to argue with that logic. So I pencil. And I pencil strong. I feel I have a lot to prove. That’s one reason doing makeup in the car…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Debit card, my debit card. Oh how I need that thing. One day a while back I couldn’t find my card anywhere. I looked for it all afternoon. Even by the next morning, still no trace. I searched high and low, near and far. I even searched…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea As I get older, I notice more and more my body parts in a sort of a landslide. I know the medical and cosmetic powers-that-be can work wonders these days with surgeries, injections, peels and the like. Tape this part up, snip that part off. I guess…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea How many batteries does it take to power the average American post-Christmas playtime? If I were to make a joke out of that question, it would probably include a clever play on words—maybe something about lithium ion versus lead oxide. No doubt we’d all get a big…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea My toaster is totally messing with my head. It takes forever. I keep pushing the pop-up button only to find … bread. I wait and pop it up again. Still bread. Wait. Pop. Nope — still not toast. Then, what do I get in the split…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I hate it when I’ve been cleaning the house all day long and then realize it’s only been fifteen minutes. I’ll admit, cleaning is not my happy place. Of course, I had five kids in seven years and “clean” has always been a bit...well…relative. Mostly because…