When did you know it was love? Was it love at first sight? Was it your first pair of red shoes? Or black patent Mary Janes? Platforms? Or those strappy roman sandals?
We do love our shoes, don’t we? Every style, shape and color, we love them. Sometimes a little more agony, than ecstasy. Sometimes bordering on obsession, but still Read More
It happens every year. We know it’s coming. Well, us northern folk do anyway. Yet, every year we seem surprised when it actually hits. And right now it’s just days away… maybe several, but still only days. Snow, snow and more snow. Then of course there’s the shoveling. Lots and lots of shoveling. There are some gluttons among us who actually enjoy winter. The warm, woolly socks types. Scarves wrapped up to here and sweaters pulled down to there. They tromp through the snow Read More
I did it and it looks great. I can't believe I waited so long. Turns out the hair dresser was…
Charcoal, graphite, granite, smoke, slate, steel, silver, ash, pewter, salt and pepper, Chicago slush, winter sky. No matter what you call it, they’re all shades of grey. And all beautiful, too, (Well, maybe not Chicago slush.) in silk, wool, linen, paint colors and, even, hair. Yes, I am a huge fan of grey hair, in all its glorious shades. And yes, on women, too. Men can do it, why not us? Read More
In this world where we are so constantly connected to each other, digitally, at least, the idea of being alone is frightening for some people. It seems we’re afraid to be by ourselves. For some it’s because they wouldn’t know what to do with themselves. Others maybe just so used to doing things with husband, kids, friends, the idea is foreign to them. The art of solitude is slipping away.
Somehow we’ve developed an idea that being alone is not a good thing. We equate it Read More
What a lovely telling of a tale, Cathy. Thank you for sharing. I wish you continued enjoyment. Happy New Year!
Many things in life bring a smile to my face, but few create such a rich kaleidoscope of images as the sound of skates on ice. The raspy, fluid sound of the blades, as they carve into the surface of the ice on a cold winter’s night. Etched in my mind, Read More
So, you’ve finally made the shift from Mom to me. Adjusting to not being a full time parent is hard. You feel a little demoted. You are no longer the center of his universe. You’re still Mom, but in title only, almost. Still, you understand, or at least, are trying to. And then, he returns. Whether he’s home for the holidays, or until he finds has own place, whatever Read More
The other day I pulled into a Home Depot parking lot to get off the road as I sat in on a teleconference. While I was concentrating on the call, a big muscle, pickup truck pulled in opposite me. Big wheels, souped-up, loud, extra rods and rails all around.
Out from the driver’s seat came a big guy. Shaved head Read More
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lol! How lovely.