It all started when the chick died in my bra.

Flopsy, a Buff Minorca hen, growled and pecked at us each time we went to gather her eggs.   My soft-hearted animal lover of a husband pitied her, thought we should give in to her maternal instincts/… Read full post »

Today, my husband David and I celebrate our 21st wedding anniversary.  It hasn't all been butterflies and lollipops but it's been more than worth the challenges that marriage presents. Happy Anniversary Honey. 

The year was 1985.  My then-boyfriend/now-husband an/… Read full post »

Maybe it’s perching on the precipice of an empty nest, perhaps it is the involuntary softening of the jawline or broadening of the hips, it could be the realization of aspirations lost and dreams unrealized.  It is possibly all these things and more.  What/… Read full post »

Granted, I was raised in a Republican household.  My mother volunteered for the Goldwater campaign and cried when Nixon resigned. My father epitomized the American dream. The product of a poor upbringing, raised by a hard-working mother and an alcoholic and then dead father, he was th/… Read full post »

Although I am not typically a superstitious person, I refuse to retrieve tail-up pennies. They are bad and I avoid them at all cost.  Around my house, therefore, they gather like dog hair.  I’ll occasionally kick one to try to flip and reform it but, honestly, once a penny/… Read full post »

I wrote this a few weeks ago but thought I'd share my fractured fairy tale with you all.  Happy Mother's Day!

Here I recline

Bored and humiliated

I broke my ankle

By falling while inebriated 

I could blame it on my heels

As I was unaccustomed… Read full post »

Every year around this time of hotter and hotter days but still cool nights, my Spartan side battles my need for comfort.  I want to turn on the AC, I do, but painful recollections of last year’s $475 energy bill combined with the higher price of everything stop me/… Read full post »

The air in Arizona is hard, dry and hard.  It will suck the life out of a person who hasn’t slathered up in preparation for its attack.  Rising into the nostrils, it peels and cuts, making the walls of cartilage thin and then bleed until the air invades once/… Read full post »

Yesterday, I posted what was, with a few minor tweaks, the same blog entry on both Open Salon and my personal Pretending to Farm blog. Today, I received a comment from “Sam” asking me to rethink my support of Barack Obama because Obama supports partial birth abortions.  He also/… Read full post »

I should be downright giddy this morning.  My candidate won North Carolina, a place I know and love and he virtually tied it up in Indiana.  Mathematically and fundamentally, Mrs. Clinton cannot win the Democratic nomination and Obama’s the man.  I should be successfully doing/… Read full post »