When you replace people with possessions…
I have spent the weekend denuding a room. I emptied the room of all its contents minus the large furniture … Continue reading When you replace people with possessions…
I have spent the weekend denuding a room. I emptied the room of all its contents minus the large furniture … Continue reading When you replace people with possessions…
I’m still getting over the blessing of that extra hour I got on Sunday. Daylight Saving for 2015 ended Nov. … Continue reading That dubious gift of an hour…
Should I participate in this year’s National Blog Posting Month, NaBloPoMo? I started considering that question at least a month … Continue reading To NaBloPoMo or not to NaBloPoMo, that is the question…
I married into my hairdresser, much the way I’d married into four children when I married my husband nearly 21 … Continue reading Why I love my hair stylist…
Dear Carolyn (because you asked if I would be blogging), As it turns out, working 40 hours a week in … Continue reading To my good fellows…
“Why is the cat outside?” my husband asked, peering through the sliding glass door onto our gray-blue deck where, indeed, our … Continue reading One cat too many…
I dreaded the dance. I saw it as an awkward mother-son performance in front of a room of spectators, but of … Continue reading Dancing with my son…
We had been on the road for 16 hours despite the 11.5 hours predicted for our journey. And we were still … Continue reading On Craig’s list…
I woke up this morning fully intent on attending church. Sundays are generally awkward because my husband has to work … Continue reading A camera blinded by the light…
A few weeks ago, I wrote about boots — shallow topic, I know — but it got me thinking about … Continue reading “Bootiful” and a “looker”…
I spent the first day of the year erasing the old. It was dreary and drizzling and too chilly to … Continue reading Like it never even happened…
I have newfound resolve — just in time for 2015.This Christmas season I’m different. Once I had the Christmas lights hung (always … Continue reading Resolving to be “all there” …
Last night, my oldest sister sent a text that included the photo at left, above, and the sentence, “Recognize anything besides … Continue reading A throwback at Christmas…
*Warning: This blog post has no substance whatsoever. Last year I ordered a pair of boots online, got them, tried … Continue reading Kicking boot and taking aim…
I once thought that pregnancy and motherhood were a cruel hoax. Think about it. Just when a pregnant woman is … Continue reading There ain’t no tired like…
Mememememememememe…. This post is all about me — and eight other bloggers. One who nominated me for the “Sisterhood of … Continue reading A part of the “Sisterhood of World Bloggers”…
“I have succumbed…” seemed the right title for this post somehow. Although now that I’ve typed that post title and … Continue reading I have succumbed…
Another year, another turkey. Another hundred exclamations of “I HATE cooking turkey.” (I do hate cooking turkey. So much pressure … Continue reading Despite the turkey…
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