I don’t know why, but it catches me off-guard every year. It somehow manages to sneak up on me, and before I know what’s happening, I’m overwhelmed and hyperventilating over just how best to deal with the deluge…
Fireplace Face – Knee Injury
Because so many folks are reaching out to me, concerned about my Fireplace Face accident, I wanted you to see the damage for yourself. The above photo doesn’t show the true color. Mister thinks I should photograph the bruise…
Pleasantly Plump
I’m stuffed. Thanksgiving feasts and leftovers have made me pleasantly plump. I say pleasantly because I’ve also been blessed with wine and beer. Life is good. But now my belly is in need of stretchy pants. I…
Fireplace Face – Update
The other day I shared a bit about Fireplace Face. Things have progressed, friends. And though I’m not going to tell you the particulars of Fireplace Face’s progress (not right now anyway), I am going to tell you…
The Word Is a Verb
“Love’s not something that we’re in. It’s something that we do.” Something That We Do Written by Clint Black and Skip Ewing December. It seems to have gotten here a little quicker this year. I’m not…
Fireplace Face
This is Fireplace Face. It was in the new pad when we moved here. It juts several feet into the room and is super-duper wide. If it serves a useful purpose, I am unaware of it. I…
The Day After
This was our table yesterday. It was set to make our guests feel welcomed, to feel important. To feast until we dropped. Our table doesn’t look anything like this today. Today it is, gratefully, clean. It is…
Morning Libations
Sometimes you find yourself in the desert. At a “Fifty is the New F-Word” party. And you eat amazing food and drink amazing cocktails. You laugh. You visit with friends. You enjoy yourself. A little too much. …