Sometimes I wonder if my house would ever get straightened up if it were not for the occasional, and sometimes spontaneous, guest.
I swear I got more done (put away, straightened up, organized, slightly cleaned) in 30 minutes--upon learning yesterday evening that a friend who had been a "maybe, but probably not happening" visit on my…
Le sigh.
I need to provide a bunch of information for a license I need to get for some Something Or Other. OK. Sure. Here's this info, that info, this passport number, etc.
Then I get to the physical identifier section and the HAIR COLOR question.
I mean, come on, no one…
What a glorious weekend! Indian Summer in the mid-Atlantic, when the days warm up to near-Summer temps, the sun shines brightly and the coming cold of late Fall and Winter are around the bend.
I had the opportunity to go sailing in Baltimore's Inner Harbor Saturday, a full-sun, in-the-70s day in November! It was spectacular.
Company and…
I had a lovely Facebook-inspired experience yesterday.
A week or so ago, I was looking at the "friends are going to these events" notices on FB and saw there was an alpaca and fleece festival/event happening at the Howard County Fairgrounds, about 20 minutes from my home. I RSVPed, added the event to my calendar and…
The joys of having a mother who is a natural-born artist, gardener and overall clever gal come in many forms.
I present to you Eileen Newburn 's butternut squash, pepper ears, pepper tongue Halloween-y thing of 2022. (The eye dots look peppercorns but I'm guessing on that.)
Well played, mom!
I found the juxtaposition of the HOLLOW Bag brand name, the bag name (The Narcissist") and the fact that this bag (pictured below) is kinda smaller-ish, like a clutch, all rather ironic.
I found the bag when googling "the narcissist's clutch," a phenomenon discussed with a friend this past weekend.
If only the…
'Twas a gray-ish day yesterday. Not foggy. Not rainy. Just gray-ish. The midpoint of fall, its cross-quarter date approaching soon: Halloween, Día de los Muertos, All Saints' Day ... however you know it by.
I was driving down the road as one does, on some errand or another. I did the thing drivers do at a…
I've practically given up. I feel the world of product pricing is all over the place, and I don't know what to do, or how much attention I can or should give the subject.
I'm an Amazon gal. Prime, to be specific. Just am. Not that I love Jeff and his criminal-feeling --and certainly low-calibre humanity--acts…
I have a strong memory of the bong I had in high school. It was about 16-18 inches high, cobalt blue, plastic, and it stunk horribly--and interminably--from my attempts to clean it with everyday soap and cleaning chemicals. (How little I knew then and how much I know now.)
I have absolutely no memory, at this…
Swear. Truth. This happened.
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Errands are not my favorite thing to do, but when I do them, I'm prepared. Or at least intend to be. In a best-case scenario, I've got a plan of places to go and the order in which I'm going to run my errands, I've got my lists. And I've got all…
A homeowner may get their home rebuilt by insurance ... and their things--oh, their many things--replaced. But who pays for the road to their home be rebuilt? The traffic signs to be fixed? The debris to be hauled--(22 Empire State Buildings' worth, so I've read--and to where? Who pays for all this? At what cost…
An evening walk around #LakeElkhorn, spinning my fire staff as I did (working on my chi roll), listening to classical guitar ... and this--THIS!--was my backdrop.
