I kind of knew it, going in. I was over the flu. Mister was well. Good food and drink were factors. Our weekend plans were in place – a few commitments, but not too much. Down time was built…
Home for the Holiday
It’s Labor Day weekend here in the States. Perhaps you’re traveling. On vacation. Seeing the world. Or perhaps you’re laboring, as life doesn’t stop simply because a holiday rolls around on the calendar. Me? I’m staying home.…
Dear Summer–
Dear Summer– I know you won’t be leaving for a few weeks, not officially, but this coming weekend will likely mark your departure for many of us. And before we bid farewell, I want to take a…
Terrible Patient
So. I thought it was a summer cold. I was sure, in fact. And then, well, it wasn’t. The fever was the first clue. Then came the aches. On Saturday, my entire body hurt so much, I…
We Are The Dreamers of Dreams
He will always be “Willy Wonka” for me. I will always remember sitting at a table next to his, after first moving to L.A. I ate my entire lunch through joyous tears. Young Frankenstein. Silver Streak.…
How the Sausage is Made
I was talking to Mister about this and that and he pointed out that sometimes it’s best to not know how the sausage is made. If this sounds all willy-nilly, allow me to sort of explain. I…