This photo, from the 80s, shows my past predilection for – gulp – the permanent wave. Yes – I used to endure the toxic fumes of harsh chemicals, all for a little body in my hair. And…
Idle Hands?
Yesterday I shared a bit about how my fingers are sore from sewing. And sewing. And Sewing. Well I’m happy to report I worked my thumbs – double-time – and now the pillow factory is officially closed.…
My Poor, Poor Fingers
One of the projects I’ve been working on recently is new cases for all our throw pillows. In the rumpus room, this isn’t an issue, but in the living room, well, that’s another story. You see I…
An Attitude of Gratitude
“Here I stand; I can do no otherwise. God help me.” Martin Luther (1483 – 1546) The photo above was taken in the cab of a tow truck. As I was taking the pic, I…
That’s A Lot of Pocky!
Mister has been snacking on Pocky for the last month or so. The sole box, residing in the pantry, is a mere 2.47 ounces. There’s no back-up and once these Pocky’s are done, they’re done. Anyhoo…
Jiggity Jig
Mister has been away on business. It was quiet while he was gone. There were fewer dirty dishes. Less picking up to do. It was also a little on the dull side, as that guy is a…
The Weak-end
Yesterday I had a moment of weakness. I was driving by the Krispy Kreme and thought I spotted the “Hot Doughnuts Now” sign. Even though I was headed away from doughnut mecca, it occurred to me that I…
Plumber Crack
Last week I was doing laundry and happened to be outside while the washer was draining. That’s when I saw it. There was a leak in the pipe coming out of the wall, at the elbow joint, just…
“Flowers Wilt. Buy a Poem Instead.”
I’ve become involved with a non-profit organization called WriteGirl. This group of creative, female writers mentors teen girls with the goal of unleashing their young, brilliant, writer minds. It’s such a lovely community and I’m honored to be…