Barb Welsh

Sisters

I’m not talking about nuns here.  (Although I’ve got my fair share of stories about them, since I was born and raised Catholic and went to 12 years of Catholic School.) I’m also not solely referring to biological sisters, but they are certainly a part of what I am talking about. ...

The “Glue”

I just returned back to town from a wonderful family reunion.  I am lucky enough to have a pretty big extended family.  My mom was one of 11 kids (my dad one of 10), so as a result, I have quite a few first cousins–I don’t remember exactly, but...

Luck O’ the Irish to Ya!

Did you ever wonder where the beer green tradition really came from?  Does anyone even really like the taste of green beer?  According to Ask.com, it’s probably an American tradition as Irish people would probably never dream of adulterating their brews. I like how we make our traditions our...

My Date with the Sears Repairman

I can hardly WAIT for the day that the serviceman is coming to my house!  NOT! This time the visit was particularly bittersweet.  My kitchen was recently remodeled less than two years ago, and very sadly, already, my microwave blew up.  Who knows exactly what happened to it.  I...

Bold Demons, Bold as Brass

I am indeed the product of 12 years of Catholic education.  Having not experienced anything different until I got to college, I’m not sure how different I’d be if I hadn’t gone to Catholic school.  I’d have to say there were things I will never forget about it. Although,...