Unemployment Redux
It’s Monday morning. In the days when my job had not been misplaced, that would have meant many things. Now it means that if I
It’s Monday morning. In the days when my job had not been misplaced, that would have meant many things. Now it means that if I
It struck me that the the best way to identify these creatures is to show you some. The easiest people in this day and age
So what if my daughter said to me, “Mom, I just want to get married at City Hall and then all go out to a
Final bit on the wedding industry. For now at least. It must be my job hiatus speaking, repressed desires to say words like infrastructure, strategy
I should make something clear. Since I hold these opinions – about shoes, purses, typefonts, overt displays of sentimentalism – I CAN write about them.
It’s Saturday morning. And my son is home from college. My children are grown. They have not a vestige of body fat left on them
Over in the preppy blogging circles the girl called “Hopsy” was interviewed on the Martha Stewart show. How cute to see someone so young stand
OMG. Someone else was overwhelmed by the thought of tea cozies for rocks. She, however, persevered. design*sponge
This DIY project over on merriment design, via EAD, where you make tea bags, (you know, tea bags) reminded me of a cooking moment I
I should tell you my father only likes German opera. He thinks Italian opera is too emotional. He will not even countenance American musical theater.
On second thought, there is probably nothing I could do to rescue my gardening self from witchhood. Since I am sure I would still grab
A few weeks ago I was gardening. That’s a fancy word for pulling plants out of the ground that I don’t like, especially when they
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