You know I find great joy in making something out of what someone else discarded. But joy does not begin to describe the feeling I get when I take something that was thrown in my yard, on purpose, in an effort to annoy me, and turn it into something I’ve always[Read more]

I wasn’t going to write any more posts in 2017. The last line of my last post was the last time I planned to think out loud about my life without my husband. I have some amazing opportunities lined up for 2018 and I decided it’s time to define myself[Read more]

Growing up, our family put up the Christmas tree one week before Christmas and took it down one week after. Two weeks. That was my father’s preference. I have no doubt we begged and pleaded to put it up earlier, but all I really remember is the glorious feeling of[Read more]

How’s this for shifting gears? Today I offered a holiday make-and-take at the Arts Center, with samples of things that could be made, but also lots of encouragement to do your own thing. There was a nice balance of rogues and rule followers, resulting in some really clever creations. I[Read more]

Yesterday, when my boys got home from school, my oldest said, “Mom, I’m leaving my shoes outside my room tonight.” Then he stood there, waiting for me to ask, “Why?” But I didn’t have to ask. It was December 5 and, good German descendant that I am, I know what[Read more]

I’ve lost so much. It pisses me off every time I think about it. First, I’ve lost the original purpose for this blog, since all I can manage to write about is this incomprehensible plot twist that sidelined my story two months ago. I’m undoubtedly losing potential readers, who come[Read more]