Monthly Archives: November 2018

Because I need this. And so do you. Normally I don’t go in for face tattoos– but for him I’d make an exception.

My father has this old, mantle clock. It’s been in my family for a long time– perhaps all its life. Dad says it’s 150 years old. I remember it in pieces when I was younger, then it was refinished and … Continue reading →

Actually more Busy-ness than anything else. It’s the holidays. And end of year. And I’m swamped. Chorus concerts are looming. I have a band concert (out of town) this weekend. Volleyball tournament was yesterday. 4 hour chorus rehearsal was Saturday. … Continue reading →

Think of this as a gay sorbet– something to cleanse your….