Even when a weekend is a workend, Mondays arrive with all sorts of baggage that I need at least until Tuesday to sort through. I wish I could be that person who thinks funday when they hear Monday. Sadly, if I were on Match Game, the only clue that would work …
It’s a grasshopper..because I didn’t have a photo I’d taken of crickets. Yes, it has been quiet here. Sometimes the freelance juggle is a bit more jiggly than others times. This is one of those times. I love that I have a career that’s multi-hyphenated. The downside is that sometimes …
I’m an inspiration board kind of girl. The thought of covering an entire wall in cork has crossed my mind more than once. Pinterest tidily holds all that inspires me in the ether, where it doesn’t take up wall space. Yet Pinterest concerns me. Because there are way too many …
Once upon a time, life was not backed up on external hard drives. We loved, we lost, we moved forward. Yet we didn’t lose all that much. There are lifetimes of written correspondence and journals, paintings and photographs that have survived centuries, millennia, without a Dropbox. We live in fear …
I’m sorry. I used to say that a lot. I wasn’t really aware of it until someone would point it out, and then I would say, well, I’d say I was sorry. In high school, I had a friend who did me a huge favor by calling me out on …