
Author Archives: stripfix
Monday December 19, 2016

Sunday December 18, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My mom called these small annoying carpets "scatter rugs." I never really thought about it until I had hall floors to protect, then the word "scatter" made sense.
Saturday December 17, 2016

Lynn's Comments: As Jeff Foxworthy says so often, you can't make this stuff up.
Friday December 16, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Hard to translate and often just plain bad, puns were the spark that kept my fire burning!
Thursday December 15, 2016

Lynn's Comments: When I was about 12, I took all the money I had, which was $15.00, and took our family of four into Vancouver on the bus for dinner and a show! I wonder what it would cost today!
Wednesday December 14, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I've never liked the idea of the "elf on the shelf." He looks a little evil to me. On the other hand, an honest tattle works for everyone.
Tuesday December 13, 2016

Monday December 12, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This happened. Of course it did. It's happened to everyone, right? The thing I didn't tell you about here was that I slipped in the soap, dislocated my knee, and had to be taken away in an ambulance. I was in my nightgown at the time, and the thing I was upset about most was that I had no underwear on. I wasn't going to be picked up by a couple of men and deposited on a stretcher if I wasn't wearing underwear! My daughter had to help me, howling and growling, into my stuff before the ambulance came. In the hospital, the doc checked out the dislocated kneecap then popped it back into position with one quick slap of his hand. Nothing to it. Still, it took an entire morning--upsetting all of us and humiliating yours truly...all because someone put the wrong soap in the dishwasher!
Sunday December 11, 2016

Saturday December 10, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I have always looked at a vehicle as something that would transport a family of four, with a load of groceries and a sheet of plywood, if necessary.
Friday December 9, 2016

Lynn's Comments: And this happened, too.
Thursday December 8, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Yes, this happened!
Wednesday December 7, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My husband once bought a very sporty little convertible; a replica. I forget the brand name, but it was a classic two-seater with leather seats and big googly headlights. He bought the hat, the gloves, and even shoes to go with it.
Tuesday December 6, 2016

Monday December 5, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Among other things, my husband did have an eye for vehicles. Over the years, we, or rather he, owned many.
Sunday December 4, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My mom always had the sheers drawn. Heaven forbid that anyone should see into the front window of our little house on 5th Street. If we wanted to look out the window, my brother and I would kneel on the couch, press our faces to the glass, and see what we could through the sheers: the white, almost transparent drapery, which smelled of dust and cigarettes. I hated them. As a kid, I thought the curtains should always be open. Surprisingly, when I had a house of my own, I too was determined to have the curtains closed for privacy. This Sunday strip was, again, a true story!
Saturday December 3, 2016

Friday December 2, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Ouch!!!
Thursday December 1, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Over the years, we owned several unique cars.
Wednesday November 30, 2016

Tuesday November 29, 2016

Monday November 28, 2016

Lynn's Comments: A few years after this strip was drawn, ...the gag wasn't so funny.
Sunday November 27, 2016

Lynn's Comments: There were times when we lived in Lynn Lake that I just couldn't get warm. I wrote this strip as soon as I'd served the hot chocolate.
Saturday November 26, 2016

Friday November 25, 2016

Thursday November 24, 2016

Wednesday November 23, 2016

Lynn's Comments: In order to inject a little intrigue into the story, I made John's Doctor friend, Ted, a very bad influence. Although he was completely fictional, I was often asked who he "really was."
Tuesday November 22, 2016

Monday November 21, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My husband often came home exhausted. Working with sensitive people, using tiny instruments and fidgety materials in an awkward space, takes endless patience. Added to this is the management of staff and copious paperwork. I think dentistry is one of the most tiring jobs there are.
Sunday November 20, 2016
