Sentimentality clutters. I know because at least once a year I have to force myself to winnow through stacks of books, papers, and future projects so that my husband can’t…
What is this doing in my photostream? We were given free tickets to see my very first Monster Truck Jam. Why have I never done this before? Oh,…
These have been hanging around in my camera. Thought I’d share. (day 47) (day 51)
I’m a fairly moderate person. I don’t usually overindulge in anything. Except for chocolate cakes when I was pregnant and that week in which my husband had time off and…
Remember when if you liked someone, you gave them a mixtape of songs you thought they would like or songs you liked that you hoped they would like too, etc?…
Oh, winter is bleak where I live. Not bleak as in picturesque, snow- blanketed farm houses. Not even a dramatic Siberia- bleak. It’s just like summer when the grass is…
Today started with a migraine, a mad rush around the mess my daughter left in my bathroom to get ready, tripping over stuff my son was supposed to put away,…
I think it all started with the Fisher Price record player. You know, the one that played: “Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?” Later, I had one like this….
…because they never put them down and lose all sense of time as they click away. My son could play Dinosaur Hunter without blinking for years, until one day he…