Saturday Morning at 8:05am, Or, I Spilled My Blood For You
My daughter IM’d me last Sunday. She said Happy Mother’s Day. And then she asked what I wanted as a present. I hesitated for a
My daughter IM’d me last Sunday. She said Happy Mother’s Day. And then she asked what I wanted as a present. I hesitated for a
If for some reason you would like to have a High WASP wedding, I’ve got a few pointers. I do understand that a High WASP
Mel and Cricket have both mused this week about wearing white before Memorial Day. Let me say this. I can find no record at all
When I was little I would creep into my father’s study and read the Encyclopedia Brittanica. In those days, a set consisted of something like
I have two sisters. And a brother. I love my siblings. I see my middle sister most often. She lives very close to Berkeley. Also
I am about to make a truly egregious High WASP comment. Jewelry, when made of precious stones and precious metals, is never in absolute bad
The Preppy Princess has given me an award. Apparently I am now the Queen of All Things. Aside from being kind and helpful, the Princess
Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. This is the first time both kids are gone. That’s OK. Not a sad thing, really. I am wondering what they
Gaudy, expensive, over-the-top weddings of famous people are not unique to our era. Consider if you will the inaptly named Age of Innocence. Does everyone
The reputation of flowers, in my opinion, is deeply flawed. Think about it. Even the term, flowery, means delicate, ornate, soft. Have you looked at
As you all know I have enormous respect for Meg, the young woman responsible for the site, A Practical Wedding. Her writing and thinking is
As I suspected, I am guilty of rudeness. This is not what High WASPs enjoy. Aubergine Ink, who blogs in a lovely way about her
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