So, I Called My Dad
I don’t know why, I just felt that it had been awhile since I talked to him last. Purely...
Category: love stories
Cookbooks as Treasure Maps, and the Healing Power of Pie
Everytime I crack an egg, I am trying to re-create some of the healing that fried egg sandwich brought...
Falling Asleep Twice In One Night
The list of alarms that show up on my phone are a journal of sorts. The times chronicle and...
The Shadow Who Is About To Shine
She carries a journal around to capture her thoughts — and they fly off the page, sending her down roads...
Where are Your Six Stone Jars?
It’s the number one book, again, for Americans, according to the most recent Harris Poll. It’s now followed by Gone with...
The All-Nighter
You know I did try to prevent it. Well in advance of the April 22 deadline, I provided ideas,...
Dear Mom Out There, I Know It’s Hard
and the good news is, “isn’t it like that for every Mom?” Related posts:Making Soda At Half...
Maybe Another Mom Would…
And now it’s raining. The sky is gloomy, dreary and oh so dark. The snow, piled high along the...
I Get Extra Points for Not Texting Her
This house is full of boys, unbloomed testosterone, craziness and messes. Where birthday cakes are artfully adorned in the...