It is turning colder here, and we’ve already had our first fire and roasted s’mores. I am thinking of my summer vacation, which was, to say the least, a curious one. But time smooths out the weird parts and I get to keep the good stuff.
“I have not passed through fire and death to bandy words with a witless worm!”
This past weekend, Jessica and I showed her glass at an art fair, the first time we’ve done something like that. She was anxious because she knew that people would want to talk to her and she wasn’t sure what she would say to them, and while she can talk your ear off if she…
I usually post to this blog six times a week because I find it easier to keep to routines that don’t vary a lot. But sometimes you just have to know when to take a day off, and today is that day. For those of you enjoying the Memorial Day holiday, I’m right with you! …
“You’re being a pain in the ask,” my daughter Jessica tells me, and for a horrified moment, I think I’m going to burst into laughter. That’s not exactly how the phrase goes, of course, and there’s something endearing about my young daughter’s serious face as she says it. She’s trying to resist putting away her…
Being gone on vacation means a lot to catch up when I return. So, I do not allow interruptions. But Jessica tries anyway. “There’s a cute guy at the door for you.” But I am not deterred. “Your agent’s on the phone. Maybe she sold your book.” But I am…
