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The Making of Moms

The kids and I spent a couple days with my grandparents in my hometown recently. “You know, Sue, they’re real good,” Granny Helen thumbs in the direction of my four offspring softly closing her door, over and over, as they run in and out—heavens knows it is the only...

Day at the Beach

Last week we were in California. I copped out and flew (because I had to be there for work early- poor me), and my parents, AKA the Super-Grands, drove out with the Weems fab four. I always have mixed feelings when we return to a place where we have lived. I look...

Small Steps

Good news! I found my brain! Apparently it passed straight through Arizona and was waiting in California for me. Luckily I was in California this week for work and play, so I picked it up. How do you get going again when you have been in a funk or on hiatus? My life...

Overheard Lately

I am continuing to recuperate from our Virginia Exodus. Apparently my brain cells decided that road trips are over-rated, and they took a later flight. I’m sure they’ll arrive any day now. Thank you for your patience. Until we can resume our normally scheduled...

On Knowing I’m Home

I know I am home in Arizona when: I have to move a caulking gun, ratchet set, and paint can to make toast in the kitchen. I find myself on the kitchen floor Sunday afternoon, nail gun in hand, trying to reattach faceplates to cabinetry. I help my dad move various...