I Might Need a Nap

Memories of Mama and Daddy

An Anniversary, ee cummings, and Christmas

December 17, 1967. It was forty-seven years ago that my parents said their I do’s and…
To Dust or Not to Dust

My number one chore growing up? Dusting. Ugh. We all took turns unloading the dishwasher. Somehow…
Just a Bowl of Butterbeans

In the past week or two, I’ve had a couple of friends discussing favorite foods and…
About Suckers and Saying Goodbye

Today a friend shared a picture of her precious grandson. He was flopped over in tears, not wanting…
“You never would have let ME do that!”

So today I figured out I’ve grown up a little more. I found great joy in making…
Old Enough to Have a Back…..and then some

Today I was blessed by the bounty from the efforts of another. I had the privilege…
Haiku Week begins

As I was going through some books from my parents’ house, I found this one. The…
Mama’s Madness and My Own

My Mama had a saying. Well, one among many. “There’s method to my madness.” That was…
Keeping the Creases

I finally got around to unpacking the kitchen box from my Mama’s that I had here. …
Growing Up With Grease

Grease has been on my brain today. No, not the movie. Or the song. In cleaning…