Ok, so I go for a walk every morning. Not because I want to get “in shape” for anything, but just because I need to. I need to move because I have issues with my bones and lower back. And neck. This is the bill I’m paying after years and years of being a ballet dancer. […]Read more "The middle chick"
On my last visit to Rio, I saw a nice piece of hand-made furniture at my dad’s house. He had it custom-made to fit his LPs. I came back to Houston and asked my talented husband Mike to make us one, as his LPs were all over the place, cluttering my mini-studio-home-office. And I know […]Read more "Sunday projecT"
My grandma, who left this world without saying goodbye, used to call upon Our Lady of Perpetual Succour, every time there was a screwup in the kitchen. I don’t know who this Lady is, but I’ve always thought that her name was way too long. Sunday morning, and my head hurts. The mouth hurts. Yesterday it […]Read more "Sunday: Perpetual Succour and silence is golden"