Time for the third in this epic series of Candle Burn-Offs (#1 and #2.) We’re getting closer to true competition, I feel, fewer random retail
Well. I hired someone to come every other week and clean my house. I managed two good walks. I cooked an actual dinner, twice. And
Yes, I am standing in a field of dry grass, in front of a trailer park. Yes, that is my 59-year old stomach. Good detective
If you look back at this week you will see that my plan to keep blogging as though my mother weren’t moving into assisted living,
So, Mom. You all know it’s Mother’s Day tomorrow, here in the USA. So, Mom. I am by no means the world’s best daughter. Never
Over the years I’ve habitually reported on the workings of this blog to the “board.” That means you. Doing so feels right, it’s a way
Claire H! Congratulations! Your first Mother’s Day, congratulations on that too! Please send me an email at skyepeale (@) yahoo (dot) com with your mailing
You asked me to report back with findings about how to cook for two, in retirement. OK then! Cooking isn’t my usual writing realm, but
I have a long day ahead. But, it promises the long California sky so out I go into the blue. I’ve added Katura Designs’ Mother’s
On Mother’s Day, I’ve always given my mom either flowers or jewelry. That is, once I started giving her presents – we didn’t celebrate when
Prince, the American R&B artists famous for songs like “Purple Rain,” “1999,” and “Let’s Go Crazy,” died last Thursday. Cause yet unknown, suicide not suspected.
My fuchsia has grown and is blooming. It’s such a pleasure to watch the buds swell over days. Then one morning you wake up and
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