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.
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
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
I would first like the record to reflect that the parents left me behind. Again. Discarded while they wandered off on what I assume was a completely unnecessary vacation involving restaurants that don’t allow dogs and beds that probably weren’t even properly covered in fur. I think it’s important to report the facts. The parents … Continue reading 🐾Sassy Says: I Have Responsibilities On Campus
Rain tap tap tapping on the metal roof Wind whipping through the trees Water rushing everywhere The lake makes its own music
Third Act With Pattie 