If this is Monday, I must be in . . .
You know the litany of activities I regaled you with last post? The corollary of those itinerant activities has been another list — of beds I’ve slept in this past week: last Monday: Hotel de…
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Family Sandwich at a Certain Age
I have so many visitors stopping by, sent by Une Femmeto have a peek at my red bag, worn with my new shoes, that I feel somewhat self-conscious. Many of you — and welcome! so…
View PostHappiness Postponed . . .
Okay, I’m going to “do” happiness here again soon, but can I whine, just a bit, just for a while? Please? ’cause . . . . Loading up my bike this morning, with ten minutes…
View PostHeat and Life and Death and Love — the whole damn thing, indeed!
When daughter #2 was about 9 or 10, I was French-braiding her hair one morning before school. She was kneeling on the carpet so that I could reach the top of her head easily, and…
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I’m trying to pull my way out of a patch of depression this morning. The triggers aren’t clear, or at least not proportional to what I’m feeling, so I have to suspect hormones, but the…
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