Tweet Some months ago, my much-adored blogpal, Glamourpuss, tagged me with the following meme. Although I entertain some ambivalence about memes, I so much enjoyed reading Puss’s answers that I’m game on this one. To wit: If I were a … Continue reading
Tweet “Junk in Our Collective Trunk” Dear Painters of the Renaissance: I’m sorry I was born 450 years too late. I apologize for my absence, for I could have inspired you. In your work, Peter Paul Rubens, I see … Continue reading
Tweet Until recently, we had an extremely yappy dog living next door. She didn’t live alone, of course. She had handlers. Interestingly, this family of hers was, in every area outside of pet ownership, an uptight, buttoned-down group of … Continue reading
Tweet As we tick down to the autumnal equinox, I am left reflecting on what this most-recent summer has dished up. For one: hecka lotta togetherness. Mostly, I like it, but I’ll be the bold parent here who admits … Continue reading
Tweet I’m cheap. It’s not that I want to be; rather, it’s that I’ve never had heaps of money, and I do so like stuff. The marriage of these realities means that I live for a bargain. Don’t get … Continue reading
Tweet Two summers ago, we entered a merciful holding pattern… metaphorically. For nobody got on an airplane. And nobody died. Nobody sprang a mutated version of “Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner” evening on us. Instead, … Continue reading
Tweet By the summer of 2004, we had sold one of our two houses (no double mortgages), churned out all the kids we intended to (no notion of breeding a full soccer team), and come to acceptance … Continue reading