Here are pieces about life. Many are about growing up at my house in Dallas. They range farther afield than clutterbusting.
Had they applied logic and stopped at three children, Mom and Dad could have afforded better food. Because they did not apply logic, my sister’s blog and my essay on it exist to amuse you. The Italian Sandwich made by … Read More . . .
After Millie’s six kids had all moved away, she became a gourmet cook; before then, she threw together OneDishMeals served fashionably late every evening. (pictured: Laurel, Christie, Tracey and Terrel at the kitchen counter, circa 1958) (The essay below was … Read More . . .
Remember how we used to have to write a theme each September on first getting back to school, “What I Did During Summer Vacation”?? Well the title of my theme is: WHAT I DID WAS GET SICK – AND HERE’S … Read More . . .
Mom resolved to complete two nearly finished projects when she passed down a single pearl of wisdom. (written by my sister Hollyns) Even though my mom and dad intentionally had six kids neither one of them was keen on the … Read More . . .
If you can’t get rid of them, you can at least get to know them. Professional pest-control people won’t let on about this, but to purge your home of cockroaches once and for all, you follow a two-step procedure. … Read More . . .
The whimsical exterior belied the meaningful purpose of both my mother and the last item she purchased. (written by my sister Hollyns) I can easily recall the first new jacket I bought. That leather jacket was more than a jacket; … Read More . . .