I got an email on a recent Thursday reminding me my column was due. My first thought was, “Poor Karyn,
I will be 60 years old in January, and I need your help! I now am officially an adult, and
I don’t know why but the expression ‘I’ve been blessed’ has always bothered me. It has nothing to do with religion—I
I have puppy problems. Last December, after much convincing from our daughter, we added a new member to the Hannum family: Stanley, a
You should know I am not a crier. That’s mostly because I’m not a cute crier—you know, the kind you see in
Who do you think you are? The question often is asked indignantly, but it also happens to be the name of a
How did you learn to cook? You would think with my big family, the girls would be in the kitchen and the
My doctor told me to stop acting old. During my annual physical, as I went through a list of all the diseases
I learned I was allergic to bees by stepping on one in my backyard when I was a teenager. My sister, Teresa,
Where did you go to high school? Yes, that question—the one that seems bizarre to people who have not grown up in
