Why?
Watched this the other night and thought that they brought up some good questions. As a person who has always struggled with justifying my existence and why I c...
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Covid Chronicles
The youngling and I recently attended the annual ConnectiCon and has a blast as usual. We masked at con wherever possible because that’s what we do now. W...
Wild Freakin’ Kingdom
Never saw a firefly until I was an adult and I certainly never expected to see them dancing in the middle of the city. Living on .07 acres in an urban environme...
A bit of cleaning before creating
Once upon a time, in another life, my 3rd floor, raw attic space was finished off with Sheetrock and carpeting and became a bedroom. Then when it was no longer ...
Con crunch
Except for one Star Trek convention my best friend and I went to in high school (it was right downtown, a bus ride away so why the hell not go?) I came to con l...
A Home for Hortense – the adventure continues
Sometimes, when the world is literally burning, flooding or otherwise turning to shit, I just have to retreat to shore up the internal defenses before venturing...
Blink – ten years gone
In the never ending quest to Tidy Things Up I was updating my website binder. I’m old school so things are printed out as I post them (not the social med...
Project Housewife
house·wife /ˈhousˌwīf/ noun noun: housewife; plural noun: housewives A while ago I realized that there’s an awful lot of sewing that should be happening i...
Summer salad
It’s summer. It’s hot. I’m not going to unduly whine and tell you about my lifelong hatred of summer before I get to the damn not-recipe recip...
The Adventures of Hortense
This post got lost in my draft folder from Spring 2021 but I still like it so why not post it. Several weeks after my mother died I finally made it to her house...