“We live in a schizophrenic world,” I say. My clock radio wakes me up to NPR’s coverage of […]
“We live in a schizophrenic world,” I say. My clock radio wakes me up to NPR’s coverage of […]
Photo Friday: A Mrs. Potts for Everyone
10 years ago I made a silly, splurgy purchase of a Mrs. Potts costume. It cost $50.00. What […]
Saturday, Loved One and I had our annual Halloween Party with the grand-kids. Duckie had the idea 10 […]
My friend, Dawn, brought these cookies to work one year. Some people could hardly stand to look at […]
Is that a 30 minute lunch, or an hour lunch? The pharmacist who saw me snap this picture […]
Loved-One loves the Netti pot. I recognize its value and use it in desperation. Understand, I was physically and emotionally damaged in my childhood by nose-drops. Not to mention lunchroom self-torture by laughing with a mouthful of chocolate milk that erupted out my nose. More than once.
Do you ever make yourself a cup of Tear-Water Tea? I do. The story is from Owl at Home by Arnold Lobel. Owl feels blue, so he sits down and thinks of everything that makes him sad. He begins to cry. He collects his tears in a kettle.
These are some of the things that make me sad:
I got this recipe from Epicurious. I love the app for my iPad, I can add the ingredients […]
Last night I had an interesting and vivid dream: I went to a writers conference for women. […]
Only questions: Which business led to the other? Did patients need help lifting and hauling during recovery? Did […]