Sometimes a good day happens. Maybe we know it’s coming. There may be an event on a calendar, some predicted fanfare. Maybe a celebration is due. On those occasions, the foreknowledge does nothing to lessen the day’s being…
A Break In The Clouds: L.A. Womens March
It started on Thursday. Actually, it started a few weeks ago, when I decided I would make myself a pink(ish) hat to wear to the march. As I sat there, surrounded by yarn and crocheting away, Mister asked…
Styrofoam Memories
It’s funny how something as simple as a styrofoam cup can make your day. Yesterday I got myself an iced tea and the diner folks gave it to me in a styrofoam cup. I didn’t think much of…
Thursday Memories
This is me in the late 1980s. Or maybe 1990. I’m not quite sure. Either way, this photo was taken before I’d learned to cook. That is apparent, right? It’s funny to think about, but I didn’t…
The Olden Days
I’ve been going through old photos for a project and it’s been fun. More than simple nostalgia, I’ve been experiencing wonder while studying the photos of yore. It’s fairly amazing to think about the changes that have occurred…
Magic Elixir
This is my new espresso maker. Mister got it for me and it’s one of those gifts that I love as much as air. It reminds me of my Granny Vera’s old stove-top coffee percolator. I remember…