Every year since my mom died, setting up the Christmas tree and tearing it down brings on the blues for me. Normally, I get all sappy and weepy and moody. This year was different, though, and I've been trying to figure out why I've been so damn happy. Was it because it has been six… Continue reading Reflections on sappy post-Christmas tales
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A grudging reconstruction of thoughts on my wardrobe
I'm reflecting on the choices I've made in my wardrobe lately. Although, this week, not so much. It has been a pleasant surprise. Being an empty nester, on a staycation, and no-one but myself, the Mr., and the pets to see me, the wardrobe choices I made this week were beyond minimal. No kidding, if… Continue reading A grudging reconstruction of thoughts on my wardrobe