Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
On Black Friday of 2019, Rose Marie lost her Mom, Mary Jo Hurst. Though long before we started using words like pandemic and unprecedented, it could be considered the true beginning of pandemic for Rose and her family. Still, there…
A quick word of encouragement before we all pursue our own strange and unusual Pandemic style New year’s Eve celebrations. This week on the treadmill I rewatched Searching For Bobby Fischer, and a scene near the end of the movie…
Why Jedi OKC? A few years ago, my husband and I joined up with a local club called Jedi OKC, and our lives have been greatly enriched for it ever since. This creative bunch of movie-loving, community-serving, fun-having Oklahomans has…
Did the title of this blog post make you sing I Am the Walrus? Good. Good, good, very good. I love that about you. Let’s talk about loneliness and connectivity. My Mom asked me recently how I got so good…
“The good news is that the heat seems to be exhausting our five million grasshoppers. Wait, let me back up…” I was around nine years old, barefoot and in the middle branches of Mom’s mulberry tree, right there on the…
Several years ago, Handsome and I attended an awards dinner where my sweet Dad was being honored by his Knights of Columbus peers. After an effusive and much deserved welcome speech, the emcee invited Dad to the front and handed…