Happy Nana
Saturday, 5-ish, I’m on the couch in the condo, reading, and I look up across the room to the doorway, just opened by Pater to my SIL and my daughter, holding Nola in her arms.…
View PostSaturday, 5-ish, I’m on the couch in the condo, reading, and I look up across the room to the doorway, just opened by Pater to my SIL and my daughter, holding Nola in her arms.…
View PostI thought it would have to be a week without a What I Wore shot, given that Pater was away and it’s just been so busy. But when I arrived in our Vancouver apartment last…
View PostSo many of you offered solace or insight at my recent post disclosing a patch of sadness I’ve been going through as a late-middle-aged mother and daughter. I’m happy to note that the breach in…
View PostWhat is this odd image? I wondered as well, this morning, as I checked out the ceiling above the drips in our TV room. The taped green plastic that’s pulled away from the ceiling is…
View PostYou may be right: perhaps this skirt is too extravagant to wear to class. But you know that “Fake it ’til You Make it” mantra? Sometimes a bold cheery exterior can pull along a recalcitrant…
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