Sometimes the people you think you know end up surprising you…and not always in a good way. Even with long-time friendships, there can be facets people reveal that can both stun and sadden you.

To be clear, I understand completely that one needs to accept his/her friends as they are,… Read full post »

I call this diptych, Perspectives. It's the same shot with two different processings. When I look at it, I find my eyes being drawn to one interpretation of these water droplets, then moving to the other. Somber/heartening. Moody/incipient. I cycle back and forth with evocation.

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I really thought that I was just bringing back some souvenir mugs. I had no idea that for my husband, one of the mugs would cause his skin to crawl as much as if he had awoken after having fallen asleep on an anthill. Let me explain.

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Something about South Africa makes me believe in the improbability of blood memory, the concept that our historical roots and connections reside in some spectral remnant within our consciousness, wakening only when we visit places significant to our history...to our story. How else to explain… Read full post »

Greetings to all my bloggy-friends from lovely Johannesburg, South Africa. I'm sure that some of you were hoping for a photo-blog posting of the sights here, but I'll have to disappoint you. Other than Nelson Mandela Square shot with my iPhone, I haven't even taken out The Precious for any sightseein… Read full post »

I don't know whether or not this is normal, but it seems as if the older I get, the more I struggle with understanding or relating to those of my own sex. Sure, I've written about it before. A few times. This is not news. Yet old age and menopause seem…

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My husband has a disorder. Nah, it's nothing major, though I don't think it has a name or is described in any medical or psychological textbook. And despite it's relatively innocuous clinical presentation, it still bugs the ever living crap out of me! Mostly because it is so insidious… Read full post »

Just the other day I was combing through the Dollhouse archives. And if you've been blogging as long as I have (since 2003) that's a lot of combing.

Someone had approached me about linking back to my blog tales about my infertility journey. There aren't a lot of black… Read full post »

This was just so stupid that it was worthy of a quick post.

A couple of months ago, in my quest to be more Earth-friendly (yes, it is a little quest, not a big quest, mind you...baby steps), I bought a cleaner product that was touted as being "plant-based" and more

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Sometimes you find the most intriguing information on Twitter. Not too long ago (OK, it was about 2 weeks ago, but you try to find time to blog coherently with a job as nutty as mine has been lately) a tweet from Feministe popped up giving a teaser for a new… Read full post »

I wrote about this situation last June in my Wordpress blog. I'm still not settled about it and am looking for feedback from my peeps here. Let me preface this by saying that I'm not asking for head nodding validation. If you don't agree, let me know. Yet I hope… Read full post »

 

 

There is one hero in my daughter's eyes. It isn't Mommy or Daddy. It isn't Willow or Rory, the cats. It isn't even the much loved Rae Rae, the bunny. Right now, the person who is the most asked for, the most adored, and the most I must… Read full post »

 

I've been a knitter for a long time...well since my senior year in college when I taught myself how to knit in order to de-stress during my med school application season. I made an interesting interviewee, all covered in Icelandic wool as I worked on my first sweater.… Read full post »

I wish I could say that this post is about cleanliness. That would be a really simple topic. Clean is good; dirty is to be avoided with the judicious use of soap and water. End of story.

Yet is isn't that kind of clean that I am speaking about. It/… Read full post »

t’s December…time for the great ordeal experience that is our holiday mailing. This is a tradition that I have foisted on myself over the past two decades. It’s origins lie within my perfectionism. That much is abundantly clear. But I will say that I inherited some of the te… Read full post »

I'm having a hard time writing about Tuesday. It was such an historic day that I really want to do it justice. But my thoughts are all over the place and I'm not sure that I'll be able to express them coherently.

I haven't blogged much about the election, mostly because… Read full post »