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Welcome to Questionable Salad – a place for stories, thoughts and ideas, not to mention a place for me to work to be the best writer I can be. Thanks for visiting – you’re no longer a stranger, so stop by any time. 🙂

  • Titles

    Dad is turning 87 this week. For the past couple of years he’s been working on going through old things and clearing out files he no longer needs.  He knows I enjoy collecting and reading old papers and correspondence so when he finds something he thinks I might appreciate, he sets it aside to show…

  • Friends

    I made a new friend a couple of weeks ago! I never would’ve expected to find someone so familiar in the dog food aisle, but I’m so glad I did.   The dog food aisle? How does that happen? To be frank, I can’t remember exactly . . . It may have been me that made…

  • Kirby

    for Kirby – the best dog ever.

  • Responsibility

    June 28, 2022 Off the top of your head, can you remember what happened five weeks ago today? How about the name of the person responsible? Many of you may remember the date of the Uvalde, TX Massacre but I doubt more than a handful of you know the name of the young man that…

  • My Papa Jim

    Today I’d like to attempt the impossible. I want to express how much I appreciate my Dad and all he’s taught me. This man not only has provided for me and my siblings, he has given freely of his time, energy and vast knowledge to countless others. Personally, and through us kids, he has touched…

  • FrankenKitty

    This is our cat Frankenkitty. I named her that partly because I liked the name Frankie. We found this cute little kitten with stripes and spots, as if she’d been put together with spare parts from other cats, got canine approval from Nabu, and she was ours and dubbed Frankie. Frankenkitty when she’s naughty. Little…

  • Discipline That Counts

    When I was little, my brother and I were disciplined by our mom quite often. She was a staunch believer in the tenet “Spare the rod, spoil the child.” I’ve had my mouth washed out with soap, spanked by hand, wooden spoon and belt, whatever was convenient. Each time I would cry and say I…

  • Who Am I?

    People use labels all the time. And everyone has multiple labels they could be identified by, but they really don’t like it when those labels are used to pigeon-hole them and their other characteristics are overlooked. Some of my labels are/I am: Mom step-mom Sister Daughter youngest child Wife X-wife Friend BFF Accountant Jokester mental…