No, I don’t mean for the finale of “The Voice.” I’m talking about the mid-term elections November 8. I’m anxious…
I know I’m getting old but I am still going to brag about the fact that my generation will always be…
No, Poppy hasn’t lost her mind. I am just lamenting—in an exaggerated way—the professional curse of caring about exegetics and…
The social media-verse has enjoyed the rivalry between Millennials and Boomers for years now, and we Gen-Xers have actually enjoyed…
Dear Dad, It’s so easy to picture you by the grill and telling me to step away from the heat. I…
I heard recently that Mother’s Day is the second most celebrated holiday after Christmas. So, in the grand scheme of…
Forget Mars and Venus. At least those two celestial bodies are in the same solar system. Ladies, have you had…
I’m borrowing from a famously ill-advised literary device that means “God in the machine”. It’s when storytellers run out of…
Regular readers may have noticed the frequency with which I write about Mayberry, mostly because I love the pace and…
I love the holidays. It’s a chance to stockpile things to keep my “ideas for Poppy column” notebook full. By…