The Worst Club Ever – The Widow Woman

The Siren Song

The photo above features my beloved friend, Robin, who just happens to be my daughters Erin and Sarah’s mom and Scott’s ex-wife. […]

Tomorrow will mark six years since I became a member of The Worst Club Ever. Since then many of you have joined […]

No, not the writing kind of chapter you may think of when you think of me. This is about the life-altering-event kind […]

It’s been a hot minute since I wrote to you, and I have missed you, but have been more than normally busy […]

Last week it was said that Dallas became a war zone, if weapons of mass destruction were tree limbs, power outages, and […]

I confess. I love a well-placed truly, really, apparently, and only in my writing. Adverbs are important parts of our language. They […]

I love a good mnemonic (you know, the memory device we use to help us remember things.) Like the acrostic HOMES for […]

For those of you may not know (maybe we are only newly acquainted or maybe I haven’t seen you in a while […]

Over the course of the summer, my house, which has been my solace and my refuge for these 4.5 years, betrayed me. […]

So during one of my morning convos with Molly I said something and she said, “Ah, that checks the Bingo box.” She […]