See You At The Opening? Or, Saturday Morning at 9:08am
My stepmother has a show opening next weekend, at Themes+Projects gallery in San Francisco. I plan to be there, if anyone’s in town and thinking
My stepmother has a show opening next weekend, at Themes+Projects gallery in San Francisco. I plan to be there, if anyone’s in town and thinking
First I cut back on alcohol. Here, here, and here. Next to go, thanks to rising cholesterol levels, saturated fat. Finally, everyone got worried about
My relationship with my mother in her Alzheimer’s is the best evidence for Freud I’ve yet found. I might mean a million things, but I’m
I invite you to take a deep breath and imagine a quiet world. Having done so myself, I now see two ways to take this.
As part of a New Year process, and in a continued attempt to deserve my retirement by feeling happy as often as possible, I have
I went to visit my daughter last weekend. She had two consecutive days off, which is, in the world of surgical residencies, rare. She’s working
January in the Northern Hemisphere is a teeny time of year. We abstain, we center, we consider. On the other hand, some things are cute.
I was inspired this week by Sue’s post about her intent to buy fewer pieces of clothing in 2018, and how that worked for her
I’ve started volunteering at school again, working with kindergarteners on literacy. Most of them speak Spanish at home. Some of them in any given moment
This year we returned to Hualalai. We flew home last night, I have photos to share. First of all, here’s the dress I finally bought
For those of us who celebrate, OK, me, Christmas is both so centered and so fly-away. Someone I follow on Instagram (it’s a private account
On Wednesday, in the midst of commemorative ceremonies for President George H. W. Bush, the New York Times published an op-ed by Ross Douthat entitled “Why
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