Two for the price of one

Happy Birthday and Happy Father’s Day to the love of my life. This is a year my sister celebrated her birthday on Mother’s day and Lovie is celebrating his birthday today on Father’s day. Still waiting for a call or text from his boy…mmmm. Thank you for being such a wonderful dad to our boy….

Know when to fold em!

  Yesterday Nana and I did something we have not done in a very long time. We got in the car and went somewhere new. I realize how much my anxiety and depression robs me of lovely days like yesterday. I picked Nana up at 11 am and we went to Morgan Hill to stroll…

Caliente!

The average nothing fancy 3/2 bedroom townhouse in our neighborhood goes for about 1.5 million dollars these days, and I swear not a single house that we have lived in on this peninsula has ever had air conditioning. We are right on the San Francisco Bay and 99% of the time it is not necessary…

Two little words that sparked Terror

I am writing this late Sunday night. I have not been able to think straight for the past few days. This man in this picture is my reason for living. He is very far away at college and I am very proud of how he has adapted to his new life and his excellent grades…

Postcards from the edge

So I turned some of our vacation photos into a fabric pattern for a vintage postcard competition at Spoonflower.com. I added various filters to my photos until I got the desired effect of making them look like old fashioned postcards. I was very happy with the final result. I ordered some fabric so I can…

One line and I am fried

So this is not going to be very long. It is 2:30am and I cannot eat. For the past few weeks, I have been reigning in the anxiety monster. The trip was one of the best weeks I have had in a long time with the exception of that last flight. That terrified all-consuming angst…

Darn it….again.

My apologies for the photo. Not that enthralling and a little out of focus….just like me right now. The boy is back in New York and started his new semester today and I miss him already. I miss the singing. I have been cleaning out my closet and selling all of my old designer purses…