Suprise Me

For me, Father's Day is about remembering things I wish I could forget, and feeling the sadness of childhood wishes for being loved. Read More

WHY I BLOG One evening several years ago, with no forethought that I recall,  I sat down and determined to start a blog.  Some friends were already blogging and I loved reading their posts.  But although I had always enjoyed writing and had taken some writing workshops over the years (and even had a stack… Read More

Elbow Grease “Use Ajax the foaming cleanser,  foams the dirt right down the drain. You’ll stop paying the elbow tax,  when you start cleaning with Ajax!” As a kid I loved that silly jingle!   And in fact my mother always told us to use that proverbial elbow grease in whatever we did,  and not… Read More

It’s so humiliating When you are wanting to enact your role as part of a “recently married couple” And instead, you find yourself in a different kind of drama altogether Read More

Carving Mr Pumpkin It seems just yesteryear,  in our kitchen Noah at age 5  (did I really let him wield that sharp knife?)  and Sarah at 6  (my friend Celia’s sweet niece,  now a mother herself). Me with a headache  (“Dana’s famous migraines”,  I once heard Celia call them). “Go lie down,  I’ll watch the… Read More

I smell lots of good scents, but nothing that triggers any memories. My memory triggers are auditory rather than olfactory. Read More

First a word about “honeymoon”. We were at a fabulous wedding in England last October. The father of the bride began his toast holding up a bottle of mead. He commented that it was the custom in old Saxon English days to offer newlyweds bottles of mead, also known as honey wine, since it is… Read More

I’m writing this because somebody asked me about faith and I don’t have any. Read More

“What’s this?” asked Wendy. “Chocolate cream pie,” I answered helpfully. “It’s like soup,” said Jean. Read More

Is an ancestor's portrait classy, or just pretentious? Read More