my heart goes out
My husband does not know this yet, but he gave me the best Christmas gift a month early, way back at Thanksgiving. A day or two after the big family feast, he said rather off-handedly, “You did good, babe. It really…
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
My husband does not know this yet, but he gave me the best Christmas gift a month early, way back at Thanksgiving. A day or two after the big family feast, he said rather off-handedly, “You did good, babe. It really…
I am fresh out of words, mostly. Or maybe I just don’t trust myself with words today. This weekend has been so lovely. Here are a few photos. They represent the tip of the happy December iceberg, and as I…
One day back in the winter of 1883, during a blizzard and on the verge of a cannibalistic tragedy, an over-stimulated and under-challenged middle aged woman started reading a slew of books that altered her perception of the universe. Her eyes…
Yesterday I was on the rusty, jagged edge of cranky and was rude to our microwave. Today I feel light years better. I woke up early, fully rested, happy to see our Christmas lights twinkling on the shiny clean wood…
It’s Monday again and I have not blogged since last Monday. Honestly I am not sure I can continue this miscellaneous writing project. It feels so much more like an obligation than an outlet these days, and I have lost sight…