I don’t write about my family as often as I used to – at least not directly. They get a nod, now and then, as the inspiration for a new idea or for their part in creating something, but, there was a time when depression, autism, and parenthood (all headliners[Read more]
Last night, I exchanged emails with a middle school art teacher who was searching for a supply of small cardboard jewelry boxes. Later this week, she’s teaching a lesson on Joseph Cornell and students will use these smaller boxes to create sections within a larger box, and then fill those[Read more]
I know I’ve shared before about my annual guilt-fest, also known as our-youngest-son’s-birthday. Born just 12 days after Christmas, it’s hella-hard to make his special day feel all that special to him. He’s usually partied-out, fighting the post-holiday crankies, occasionally snowed-in, and indecisive about what we can do to make[Read more]
Niecy Nash, when she was hosting Clean House (2003-2010), used to say, “When your hand is open to give it is open to receive.” Earlier this month, I rescued a ton of materials from a Louisville business that spent 55 years producing paper and report covers for law offices and court reporters[Read more]
You see things; and you say, “Why?” But I dream things that never were and I say, “Why not?” – George Bernard Shaw Behind every George Bernard Shaw there is someone with a tape measure and tools, who either explains “why not” or makes the “why not” possible. Last weekend,[Read more]
A friend of mine began her retirement this week. For months, she’s been sorting and donating and thinning her stash of worldly possessions, determined to lighten her load before this next phase of life. She mailed me a lovingly curated box of her odds and ends, with the note, “Hope[Read more]