Happy Father’s Day

Happy Father's Day to every man who fixed something we didn't ask him to fix — because that's how he says I love you. 💙

I Miss That Woman

One of the great lies of modern technology is that we can no longer get lost. We have GPS. We have smartphones. We have little blue dots. And yet, over five days at Universal Studios, I was lost so often I suspected my blue dot was just making things up.

I Knew Better

I knew exactly what I was getting into — bruised toe, post-chemo stamina, zero patience for crowds — and went on Liddle S'kiddle's graduation trip anyway. By minute five of stop one, I'd already had what I can only call a senior brain seizure. Episode One of the chaos starts here.

The Return of Leg Shaving

Today I shaved my legs for the first time since last August. Not because I'm lazy. Well. Not entirely because I'm lazy. The real reason is that chemotherapy comes with both curses and blessings. One of the blessings? No leg hair. For ten glorious months, I have not shaved my legs. Not once. No balancing … Continue reading The Return of Leg Shaving →

My Creative Brain Was Hiding… in the Fabric

I call myself a quilter. In the interest of full disclosure…I haven’t touched my sewing machine in at least ten months. And considering the fact that I own enough fabric to insulate a small village…that feels a little ridiculous. First it was cancer,then it was recovery,then it was the Great Retirement Delusion. The phase where … Continue reading My Creative Brain Was Hiding… in the Fabric →