The Widow Woman Deconstructed
It’s been a month of anniversaries all of which converge here. Five years have passed since Scott died and two years have […]
It’s been a month of anniversaries all of which converge here. Five years have passed since Scott died and two years have […]
And by potpourri I mean a fragrant seven-can soup that we will throw against the wall to see what sticks. Please ignore […]
Bonjour, again! I don’t know if that header is correct or not, but hey, it sounds right, which is how I approached […]
When last we met, I was keeping Lyla and Wren and the puppies while their parents took a vacay to Seattle and […]
Autumn has fallen at my house. Last week I told you that in my mind it was Autumn already and now it […]
Scott was a purist, a literalist and a rule follower. For him everything was black and white. I am a rule follower, […]
So during one of my morning convos with Molly I said something and she said, “Ah, that checks the Bingo box.” She […]
My name is Cindy and I’m an Archivist. I can’t help it. I keep ticket stubs and programs. I keep birthday cards […]
It seems that more and more lately conversations with my peers (or those ten years either side of me) revolve around mobility, […]
I’m not talking about those places that make us moan in ecstasy — like the pick up window at Jake’s or Starbuck’s […]