Start on the right note.

OK, 2019, let's go. Hoppin' John and greens (and a spicy bloody Mary)? Check. New calendars up? Check. Christmas tree down? Not quite; but today (January 5th) is the last day of Christmas, so I've got a few more hours. BONUS? A surprise New Year's Day visit from a pal who brought her daughter to … Continue reading Start on the right note.

A few things: September 2018

When last we were together in this sort of month-in-review (month-in-preview), listicle way, it was the end of May. Hydrangeas were in bloom, tomatoes were still just tiny yellow flowers (if that), I was preparing for some big changes in my work-work, I had just re-booted Larksome Goods as a stationery and paper goods start-up, … Continue reading A few things: September 2018

A few things: November 2017

An actual family dinner conversation: SON:  [to MOM] "So, why'd you move all that stuff and mess up the big room?" MOM: "I need more space for my art and sewing and things. Maybe I'll have people over, teach a class; who knows? I might even teach you to sew, so you can sew a … Continue reading A few things: November 2017

Sex, death, and middle age.

"I know you said you don't want any of this, but I think you'll actually want one thing," he said, dropping some folded papers on the kitchen table. It was a letter, five pages in long-hand, from my mother to my father, a few months before they married. When we had gathered the belongings from my mother's garage years ago, the letter must have slipped from a box into an adjacent pile.

Sorry, the number you’ve dialed has been disconnected.

We rose before dawn, in the dead of winter, when the only light was the moon's reflection on the Nebraska snow. We lived in a small, four-room guesthouse - a generous term, as the "guesthouse" was a two-story garage, the top half converted into living quarters: two bedrooms, each barely big enough for a bed, … Continue reading Sorry, the number you’ve dialed has been disconnected.