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The Buzz rating (# top right by thumbs up icon) is very important. Do your best to keep it at 105. (the highest points given at the moment).

To keep your buzz rating at 105, do not run out of food. Running out of food makes for unhappy customers (and the steady drop of your buzz rating). An easy way to do this is to keep an abundance of " Super Chunk Food Salad" available.

When the buzz rating is maxed out at 105, there will be a steady stream of 'hungry'...

One day, I went to a lawyer friend for advice.

"I'm in real trouble," I said. "My neighbors across the road are going on vacation for a month and instead of boarding their dogs, they're going to keep them locked up and a woman is coming to feed them, if she doesn't forget. Meanwhile, they'll be lonely and bark all day and howl all night, and I won't be able to sleep. I'll either have to call the SPCA to haul them away or I'll go berserk and go over there and shoot them...

My mother-in-law just passed away, this morn 11:20am. She was admitted to the hospital since last week Tue afternoon, and has gradually gotten worse. They recommended hospice for her but she didn't even make it to that.

She's done a lot for my family. Watched over the two younger keiki from when they were born. Helped take care of them. She was a homewatcher, babysitter, maid, cook, housecleaner and a bit more, all rolled into one.

It's one of the reasons why I...

A Mountain of Laundry

My husband and I became foster parents after we had been married for two years. Our first placement was two little boys, brothers, who we adopted after they were with us for eighteen months. When our boys were two and three, we were asked to take one and three-year-old sisters into our home. For the following two years, we had our own little in-house, full-time daycare.

After the girls had been with us for about six months, I attempted to get...

Entertaining Angels

It was fifty years ago on a hot summer day in the deep south.

We lived on a dirt road on a sand lot. We were what was known as "dirt poor."

I had been playing outside all morning in the sand when suddenly, I heard a sharp clanking sound behind me and when I looked over my shoulder, my eyes were drawn to a strange sight!

Across the dirt road were two rows of men, dressed in black and white, striped, baggy...