Rushing around to get ready to get out of the house. Had to have a number of things ready. So, I tossed Juss’s clothes at him and asked him to get dressed. He didn’t act on this…he seldom does…so I took his pajamas and left him to put on his clothes. “Ah! Naked!” Juss yells. “Nobody…
Hey, Folks, Two nice fellows I know, fathers both and husbands of friends, suffered heart attacks this week. Both are doing well, but prayers would be welcome! Jagi
Okay, this has nothing to do with cursing octopi, but it’s a great exclamation when one is frustrated. (It comes from Nihao My Concubine — Ranma 1/2, the second movie.) We had a wonderful time visiting the Rosenes on Friday. At one point, we got to talking about the recent Prince Caspian movie. “We haven’t seen it yet,…
John reports, though I do not remember, that I once sent him an email with the subject line: The Cat Took Over The Scene. This referred to the fact that Tybolt the Cat, the familiar of my heroine Miranda Prospero, once emerged from obscuredom to take over a scene I was writing, making himself a more important character…
I think I am still in a state of shock. The school year had ended. Juss had his last day of pre-school, and the summer has really begun! Next fall, Juss will be in Kindergarten…and, since we still don’t have our daughter…I will be at home during the day with no children! Hopefully, this will…
When I was young, we all knew that the word ‘man’ meant everyone: men, women, children, etc. We all knew that ‘he’ in a document, meant us women, too. The language made sense to us, because it had always held that explanation. Then came the idea that language was oppressing us. This week, I…
Hey, folks, it’s happened again. Our team of editors, consisting of the wonderful Danielle Ackley McPhail, the handsome Jeff Lyman and Lee Hillman (whom I know only as Gwen, which has nothing to do with either Lee or Hillman, but she’s cool!), have produce another anthology of stories of Faeries With Attitude! There are some…
Boy it’s been an age since I last posted! Wow! I won’t describe the horror, the horror, that has been our household the last few weeks…just glad to be back! Came upon two songs that seem like the opposite parts of a conversation. They are both beautiful and both sad, and yet, somehow even better…
Last we left off, my mom had married the fellow who wrote the articles that so affected her at twelve. At the age of four, my mom told her mother that she would marry a man named George and have two children…and she did. Our family lived in an idyllic neighborhood in Westchester County,…
Last spring, before she departed, the wonderful Miss B told me that she expected the Cherubim to learn to read. I was overjoyed, but I don’t think I really believed it. Then, during the summer, I met a girl who did not talk until she was eight. She learned to read before she talked. This,…