Lynn's Comments: People swear by chamomile tea. I think it tastes like wet grass that’s been warmed in a sneaker. They say it’s healthy. I wouldn’t know.
Lynn's Comments: I once watched my aunt’s German Shepherd swallow an entire can of dog food in one gulp. To slow him down, I gave him his next meal in tiny chunks. This he also managed to knock back in one gulp. I wondered why the rush…until I took a whiff of the stuff. I wouldn’t have wanted to taste it either!
Lynn's Comments: Our dog, Willy, stayed at a great kennel. The owners often kept the easy-going animals in their house with them, so Willy’s stay was a lot of fun. They had kennels, of course, in their “dogominium,” and their feline guests stayed in the “kitty-condo.” It was quite the comfy place.
Lynn's Comments: When writing for the strip, I looked at every word in the dialogue hoping to find something on which to build a punch line. Here, the word “pretty,” used in everyday speech, was something I thought I could work with. This isn’t the best gag, but it gives you an idea how some ideas evolve.
Lynn's Comments: I didn’t let on here that we actually did buy a timeshare and we used it for many years—until the maintenance fee was more than the price of a round trip flight plus a week at an all-inclusive in Cancun! In all the years we went to Cabo San Lucas, we rarely saw evidence that the unit had been maintained.
Lynn's Comments: In exchange for a dry sandwich, we were being pushed into making a $30,000 “investment.” One of the many things they don’t tell you is that the pitch is for a one-week timeshare. They make it sound like two. You will also pay an exorbitant maintenance fee.
Lynn's Comments: There is an art to the timeshare sales pitch and there are several layers to the “sell.” No matter how hard you try to argue against it, you can be coerced into believing you are making an investment.
Lynn's Comments: My brother and I had eating lessons. Our mom sat us at the table with a yardstick down the backs of our shirts to keep us sitting up straight. Then, with a children’s book under each arm, we ate using the fork and knife a certain way, taking small bites and chewing well. She monitored the entire meal. When it was over, we’d grumble about how stupid it all was. Later, as we went on dates and had meals with employers, we realized how valuable that instruction was!
Lynn's Comments: This is a story that covered some painful territory. Like so many others, we fell prey to a fancy sales pitch and wound up with a timeshare we didn’t want. The salesman here was as close to the real guy as I could remember—and he did recognize himself.
Lynn's Comments: At the time I wrote this, I was taking Spanish lessons. I got pretty good at it. On vacation one day, I wanted some pepper for the table and happily asked for “pepino.” The waiter asked if I was sure. I was showing off to friends and said, “Absolutely!” Smiling, he brought me a beautifully cut up cucumber, which I ate. The word for pepper is “pimiento.”