Mama’s Boots

Mama always said that a lady should not wear white shoes before Easter Sunday; but, I don’t recall exactly when she said you should put them away for the season.  Near as I can recall, it would be the first hint of Fall or perhaps October 1st.  I would have said September 1st with the […]

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Loved you last, <3Mija

In the midst of the 4th anniversary of my mama’s passing, I believed I was too tired to blog tonight.  Then I realized – isn’t this the best time to write?  Two cups of emotion, one cup of sadness, ½ cup of fading adrenaline and 3 cups of chardonnay.  What’s not to write about? Mama […]

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To Pee or Not to Pee….

I have had 4 children within a nine-year span.  I have done my Kegels.  I have tried to be bladder compliant.  Nonetheless, truth be told, I wet my pants running, walking, laughing, drinking.  I come through the front door of the house after a 15, 30, 45, 60-minute drive stating “I have to pee”. Case […]

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Legal Tender

When I was a little girl, I got free breakfast at school.  For as long as I can remember, I packed my own lunch — anything from peanut butter and jelly with lays chips sandwiched in between, a cold hotdog sandwich on sliced bread with mayo and ketchup or a bologna sandwich on sliced bread […]

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JL Rave vs. #14 Lacrosse Bag

Cleaning out my son’s Lacrosse bag reminds me of a 1974 poem from Shel Silverstein in Where the Sidewalk Ends.    It started several days ago when we were transferring him from one house (his father’s) to another (my house).  It’s a maneuver that I have done every week now for approximately 176 weeks that never […]

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LL Bean vs. JL Rave

I opened up your sewing box yesterday knowing you would drift out of the top.  I was tired and, frankly, slightly hung over.  We had company the night before which was lovely, but I never should have opened the bottle of red wine.  Nonetheless, I had purchased LL Bean pajamas for My John and they […]

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Mama, the genie

My mama was SO organized.  She would alphabetize my spices, arrange my cupboards, fold my laundry.  Her closets were perfect, her cupboards enviable.  She had many talents and one of her best was her ability to sew.  From a young age, she sewed.  Into a young adult, she sewed for others.  Suits, dresses, baby clothes.  […]

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Dear Mom

Dear Mom, I still have two of your voicemails. Those voicemails riled me up when you left them. Marry that sweet man of yours! you told me. You loved Anthony the moment you met him. And why wouldn’t you? He exudes loving patience, something you had so little opportunity to experience in your life. Just drive to Vegas […]

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