MOTHERS DEAREST I mentioned on FB, a week or so ago, my mother-in-law got very sick and had to go to the ER. From there, she was transferred to the hospital, where she stayed five days. While there, PG&E cut the power to her house for fire safety concerns. My
Don’t know who searched my blog a few days ago*, but it’s Frazey Ford <3 and maybe this is what you were looking for? *I do adore you, occasional visitor, too polite to email, poking around for some old thing in a bygone post.
Longtime readers know one of my favorite things to do around the holidays is catch the Irish flu, lock myself in the office, and play. This is especially my favorite thing when I’m supposed to do grown-up stuff like spend quality time with extended family, or clean my house in
Anne Nahm turns 13 years old this month! What is this feeling? Pride? Horror? Stroke? My fingertips are tingling and I feel a little lightheaded. And then a little sad. And then complacent, and slightly hungry. It’s the 12 Stages of Blogging over here. I must confess to you that
Omigosh, thank you for letting me do this. Me and my monkey’s paw of a writing hand are headed to the Post Office since one of these bad boys goes alllll the way to Switzerland! In all seriousness, though, this has really helped me, especially in the last few very