That Deep Gasp
It was a hot air balloon. I knew it when I heard it. My brain recognized it, that blowing-out of […]
It was a hot air balloon. I knew it when I heard it. My brain recognized it, that blowing-out of […]
Today I saw this: What else is there to say? I mean, agreed. I don’t think we’re supposed to rush.
I do a lot of audio-book listening. A lot = several a week. Of course, there are weeks with limited
I’m not the goaliest of people, but I do love a check-list. I adore crossing things off when they’re done.
For reasons of therapy, my husband recently asked me who my best friends are. The question surprised me, because I’m
Best Friends and Tender Hearts Read Post »
Swearing? Me? Never. (Lies.) There was a time that was true, but alas. As I get older, I care a
The Older I Get, the Heller the No. Read Post »
I have some friends who are fierce. Defenders. Protectors. It’s a beautiful thing to witness, particularly when the battle comes
Alert. Alert. Way too much ALERT. Not me. Just, you know, the west. It’s all kinds of smoky and
Alert. Alert. Way too much Alert Read Post »
The Joy Of Staying Home. I love to be invited. Remember how I just told you this week how I
FOMO? No way, man. JOSH. Read Post »
The “Thursday Murder Club” series (by Richard Osman) gets its own post for our private book club. Because come on.
Murder, but make it funny Read Post »