Recent Posts: Laughing With Buddha
Be Careful What You Wish For
In the words of the esteemed Bilbo Baggins, “I have no use for adventures. Nasty, disturbing and uncomfortable things.”
Is The Summer Over Yet?
I have a love-hate relationship with summer. I love the balmy summer mornings and cool summer evenings. I can do without the rest of the day.
Closet Culling – Part Two
Cosmetic and Other Bags This seasonal closet culling wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have so many cosmetic bags jammed between the shoe boxes at the top of my closet. It’s a game of Jenga as I pull out a shoebox, hold my breath and wait for the avalanche of bags to bounce off […]
Closet Culling
Part One: Shoes I finally packed away the winter sweaters and flannel shirts and hung my summer tees and capris in their place. I hate this seasonal task so much that I delay it for as long as I can. It’s not that I have that many clothes to pack away. It’s the shoes. The […]
GRANDPARENTS’ MORNING… and the trials and tribulations to get there
When he reached for my hand, it took all my self-control to not reach down and lift him up into my arms, to hold him there for a long time, to make up for two years of “air hugs” that were no substitute for a good strong grandma hug.
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Be Careful What You Wish For
In the words of the esteemed Bilbo Baggins, “I have no use for adventures. Nasty, disturbing and uncomfortable things.” Continue reading
Is The Summer Over Yet?
I have a love-hate relationship with summer. I love the balmy summer mornings and cool summer evenings. I can do without the rest of the day. Continue reading
Closet Culling – Part Two
Cosmetic and Other Bags This seasonal closet culling wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have so many cosmetic bags jammed between the shoe boxes at the top of my closet. It’s a game of Jenga as I pull out … Continue reading
Closet Culling
Part One: Shoes I finally packed away the winter sweaters and flannel shirts and hung my summer tees and capris in their place. I hate this seasonal task so much that I delay it for as long as I can. … Continue reading
