The Right to Wear Powdered Wigs and Use Outhouses

The truth is, I’ve got nothing to blog about. The longer I’ve stayed away from blogging, the harder it’s been to get back into the groove. Not because I’ve been working on some important pursuit, like writing the Great American Novel. Sadly, that’s not why. Continue reading

Elbow Heal Thyself

My arm is doing much better, thank you very much. Vastly improved, if I say so myself. There’s a smidge of pain when I extend the arm, but it’s so minor I barely feel it. And knowing that I’m on the mend–99.9% back to normal–makes me one happy camper! Continue reading

Woman (and dogs) in Need of a Family

Woman in her prime is most in need of a family. Why, you ask?
It seems her own family, who heretofore have been contentedly living in San Diego and providing a stalwart emotional support system to said woman, have upped and left the state with not so much as a by your leave. Continue reading