My mother in law doesn't like me. Let's just get that out of the way up front. There's a story behind it, as there is behind every contentious relationship, and the story has two sides, as they all do, and I believe mine is right, as every person does. The particulars don't make a bit... Continue Reading →
The people in our new home are warm, friendly, quirky and delightful. People think it's strange and bizarre, but the population has its own diverse personality. In other places, people do odd things as a means of getting attention, but here, it's just an expression of who they are. And that individual freedom is becoming... Continue Reading →
Lately, we've had a string of car troubles. Well, going back even further, we've had years of car troubles, owing to our tendency to own used vehicles. They're cheaper at the outset, but in the long run, you spend about as much in repairs as you would in monthly payments. When we were both earning... Continue Reading →
My mom was quite a looker. Not just the run-of-the-mill pleasant-looking woman in the 50s, but a tiny, blazing-blue-eyed fiery redhead who made her own perfectly fitted suits (no pants for that lady, strictly skirts) and wore 4" spectator pumps to work in the city every day. She worked at the Daily News, one of... Continue Reading →
I've been working on a longterm project that requires a sewing machine. I was using a borrowed machine, but the lender needed it back to make a Halloween costume, so I've been looking for other ways to get this project moving. I could sew by hand, borrow another one, rent space at one of several... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 