Kelly Waterhouse

Don’t tell the Carpenter, but my boyfriend is back. 

The Carpenter is not okay. The Seattle Seahawks have traded star quarterback Russell Wilson to the Denver Broncos. 

I’m dedicating this column to the man who always has my back, my partner in life, the Carpenter. And yes, this will be mushy. Prepare yourself accordingly. 

You can be in a relationship for a long time and still learn new things about your partner over the years. Shocking things, even. 

Maybe you need the reminder as much as I do: there is good in this world. 

When someone was behaving oddly, my Grandpa Jack used to say they were they were “crackers.”

Valentine’s Day is just around the corner.

No offense, January, but in my humble opinion, you really sucked.

I was seven years old the first time I heard the album Bat Out of Hell, performed by the recently departed artist known as Meat Loaf.

Never grow up. Never take yourself too seriously. Never accept the judgements of others who seek to change who you are, and never stay with someone who hurts you.

I know almost everyone is mad at something or someone these days.

Christmas already feels like a distant memory, but a good one all the same. My family came through with two interesting gifts for me: a “start” gift and a “stop” gift. Brilliant.

Okay 2022, before we make this official, pull up a chair and let me fix you a good stiff drink.

Well, Santa, we’re nearing the big day and I can only speak for myself when I say, it’s going to be what it’s going to be and I haven’t got an ounce of energy left to care about what it isn’t going to be, so let’s get this holiday going and let the tinsel fall where it may.

Dear Santa, It’s me again. I’m sure you remember me. I mean, really, how could you forget? (Wink.)