Our dog Jasmine Marie, or the Jasmanian Devil, as we liked to call her, passed away on Sunday morning. My heart is breaking, I can't stop crying. I've lost one of my best friends. People without pets, and even some who have pets but for whatever reason don't get as attached to the critters, … Continue reading The Crate is Empty.
Category: Memoir
Curating my collection.
I've been told that my family surname means, loosely translated, a weed you can't kill. I know my Gmom wasn't born with the same surname so it might not truly apply to her, but my paternal grandparents are still thriving. Well, maybe not thriving, but they are doing much better than most people their age, since … Continue reading Curating my collection.
In memory
Winter's been kicking my butt this year. January and February are always difficult times for me, and this year is no exception. So forgive my wander from my original intent this week. This week I'm going to blog about one of the most inspirational women I ever knew, my mom. One of the biggest things … Continue reading In memory

