Pinching them till they scream
A lady I follow recently had a post about how second-hand stores seemed to be going up on their prices and did her readers see similar trends? I find that it d...
Category: musings
Letter to a forbidden love
I started smoking when I was 13. Before that I was a rabid anti-smoker and had even broken and flushed Dad #1’s smokes more than once. Guess it didn̵...
Updating the about
This is my 50th post. Took a few years but I got here. I’ve been working on updating things around here in this bit of my virtual universe. Finally getti...
Sure hope the floor holds up
The father of my children once said with that dry, wry wit of his that he was waiting for the floor of my study to collapse into the basement some day. Why woul...
Stitching through time
I know I’ve mentioned this before but it keeps popping up and surprises me like the first time I realized it; I have a lot more time on my hands these day...
Distraction or viable idea?
Work has been especially busy lately but the end is in sight and my creative side isn’t satisfied with waxing and moving lots of old and heavy furniture n...
Sub-par ingredients and intrusive thoughts
Had a grilled cheese and bacon sandwich for dinner the other night and as I was waiting for things to toast and melt I had a moment to let the thoughts wander i...
Increasing levels of control
I am currently the only adult in the house. There are some very good sides to that. And there are also some very bad sides. The good side is that I can decide w...
Sea of pink
I’ve had the chorus from Patti Smith’s Gloria running through my head for the last week or two and finally decided to try to exorcise the ear worm b...