Shine On…..or Shine Somewhere Else.

John and I bought a house last month.  This was a big step, a tremendous amount of work and a very exciting time for us and our relationship. The home that we have rented for the last 4+ years was charming, with lots of character.  One of the things I loved most about the house […]

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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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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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DRT, Pinterest & Neverland

I haven’t pinned since you have been gone.  It will be a year next week.  What I mean by pinned is I can’t log into Pinterest and start adding cool things to my Pinterest boards without thinking of you and missing your own pins, your sense of humor, sense of style and the clear definition […]

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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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Genetics, Podiatry and Menopause

Every day I realize I am becoming more like my mother.  The things I say are her words repeated to me too many times to count.  Even the things she said that I detested – “Can’t cook it cold!” “The camera never lies!” – comes flying out of my mouth to my own children.  I […]

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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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