Opinions

DEAR ABBY: I am freshman in high school, and I live with my stepmother and father. They are great parents to me and my little brother but very homophobic. I love going to church with them, but I have a partner of the same gender.

DEAR ABBY: Nine months ago, my friend “Anne” moved in with me after losing her home following her boyfriend’s death. Since then, she’s had trouble finding employment, but when she does work, she spends money on stuff she really doesn’t need.

DEAR ABBY: My husband and I are in our 50s. For several months, I have been struggling with an issue I have with my mom. She constantly asks me how much my annual income is and how much my husband makes.

Last week as my sister Oneita was watering her plants, she noticed a sticky substance on the leaves of her orchids. She thought something was wrong, so she Googled to see what she needed to do to correct the problem. She was surprised to learn that the sticky stuff was called ‘Happy Sap.

We knew it was coming when Bert came into the Mule Barn truck stop the other day. He took his usual stool at the philosophy counter and world dilemma think tank, where he reigns as Cutting Edge Technology Advisor to the board of directors. It was that glint in his eye that gave it away.

If you have ever watched the old movie “Conagher,” a western based on a rough ‘n tough cowboy with a gigantic sense of right and wrong, then you might well remember the story line’s leading lady.

DEAR ABBY: I have a female friend, “Kylene,” who needs yard work done weekly. My fiance, “Josh,” goes over there to do the work for her. He charges $60. During the last two weeks, she has been popping up at our home uninvited.

DEAR ABBY: My daughter, “Violet,” lives about two hours away. She and her mother (my wife) do not get along. Violet was always a rebellious, independent wild child, as well as the source of a lot of family problems. Violet and I also were estranged until we recently reconciled.

DEAR ABBY: I’m struggling with something that feels both silly and painful. I’ve developed intense feelings (maybe even “limerence”) for a man I know, and no matter how hard I try, no one else seems to compare.

DEAR ABBY: After their 25th anniversary dinner, my nephew “Will” was blindsided when his wife announced that she had never loved him and has been in love with her stepbrother since her teens. Will had supported her completely and gladly. (She wanted to be a stay-at-home mother; he makes good money.