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
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Domestic Squatting: A Personal Tail
For the past FIVE days, my best frienemy Hennie has been staying at my house. Hennie belongs to Mama’s granddaughter, my niece.Which, according to Mama’s completely unverified family math, makes ME Hennie’s great aunt. Honestly, that feels correct.I do have strong opinions and chronic disappointment in other people’s decisions. Also, I am older. Now Hennie … Continue reading Domestic Squatting: A Personal Tail
Quietly Judging…at the No-Judgment Gym
I made a decision. A grown-up decision.A responsible, health-oriented decision. I decided to join the gym. Let me be very clear about something. I hate the gym. The gym and I have a long-standing policy: mutual avoidance. At best, we coexist on the same planet. I am a 4’10”, short, round, senior woman.I do not … Continue reading Quietly Judging…at the No-Judgment Gym


