The bad thing about living in a new place is that I don’t know anyone. The good thing about living in a new place is that I meet new people.

“Aren’t you Karen Carlson?” the manager asked. “No. I’m Carrie Classon.” The two bakery employees looked at the cake. “We gave someone the wrong cake,” the young man announce ...

I asked my body in the middle of the night. Carrie Classon’s column, The Postscript, is distributed weekly by Andrews McMeel. Her memoir is called “Blue Yarn.” Learn more at CarrieClasson.com.

I so rarely get sick that, when I do, I look at my body like it's some kind of trickster. Carrie Classon's memoir is called "Blue Yarn." Learn more at CarrieClasson.com.