“There’s something to be said for letting it simmer. An instant grit is a bad thing.” Author Unknown This, apparently, is a lesson I have yet to learn as evidenced by my latest brief foray into dating. Pretty sure it’s related to more than my ineptitude in the kitchen (did you know baking soda and … More Rogue Tuba: A Brief Interlude
While I plan for most of my posts to be more on the “see the lighter side” I felt compelled to share this that I wrote to cope with helping my grandmother die. If the whole point of this endeavor is to be honest and explore why I am exactly who I am, its important to … More 30 Hours
A friend of mine leaned in to inspect my hair the other day to exclaim “Wow, there’s some really blonde ones in there!” I am not a blonde. By blonde she meant gray. I am officially a 35-year-old single woman who often finds herself sleeping on the diagonal in a big king bed. After my birthday I … More Sleeping on the Diagonal: A New Box
Sleeping on the Diagonal 