Milli Gilbaugh

05/25/2013 - 10:31pm
A recent science program I happened to catch on television dealt with the subject of plants and how they communicate. There were several experiments depicted, and I found one of the most fascinating explored the notion that parent plants apparently nurture their offspring in a way that might be compared to the way most animals care for their young. Young trees growing in a grove of relatives appear to be given special care by their mother trees, through nutrients...
05/09/2013 - 6:15pm
My dad taught me not to buy anything unless I have the money to pay for it, so I seldom use a credit card. Without it, I can get hardly anything online. Does that mean that I’m not entitled to them? Has some law been passed that requires me to have a credit card in order to maintain my rights as a citizen? There are several things that aren’t...
04/30/2013 - 7:44pm
There was a time when we went to the grocery store, handed the clerk our list, and waited while he gathered up the items, added up the prices on an adding machine and wrote out the bill, then we paid for our groceries while he packed our purchases into a bag or box and, if there were more than a few, carried them out to our car. Then came the...
04/23/2013 - 6:25pm
I grew up believing that all men loved long hair. My mother and both her sisters had attended “beauty school” at one time or other and the experience had raised the subject of female tresses, their maintenance and manipulation to an exalted level. There were two aspects of this predicament; one being that I got lots of free haircuts, perms, French...
04/17/2013 - 5:09pm
This isn’t going to be a list of things I want to do before I die. I never contemplate my own death, so there’s no point in it. Once upon a time, I had a list of things I’d like to do someday which is quite a different matter. Oddly, as time has passed, I have found myself cutting things off that list. Things that once seemed more or less...
04/10/2013 - 5:38pm
We’ve all been told that cleanliness is next to godliness, but I’ve never quite accepted the connection. I heard the phrase most often when my mother was trying to get me to perform some unpleasant chore like scrubbing off the ring around the bathtub, or cleaning up the mess the cat made under the sofa. She expected it to convince me to wash my...