I’ve been getting attached to things that aren’t mine anymore, things that have moved on, most especially since I have been reading the “American Heritage Cookbook and Illustrated History of Eating & Drinking.” It was published in 1964 and is chock full of old American recipes, including the famous Chicken Corn Soup and Fastnachts that…
Tag: Love-ish-ness
A love story.
My Amazing Husband: The Hole in the House
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Happy Thanksgiving. Colin and I are away for a few days (guard cat Betty is home and in charge!), but I wanted to make sure I said my Thanks here for Colin, who is, by all accounts, amazing. I won’t bore you with a laundry list, I’ll just provide one or two examples, in images.…
The Shape of a Woman
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I caught of glimpse of myself — el nudo — in a full length mirror the other day and stopped. “Hmmm, not bad.” Not as bad as I thought, anyway. I hardly ever see myself full length, especially without clothes, and I bet most women don’t. The mirrors where we get intimate are the ones…
Post Script from Elizabethtown
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There are two green metal boxes in my attic. I am not sure, but I think there were once used for gun cartridges. They are Canadian military issue. They don’t hold anything deadly anymore. Just old love letters, none of mine. It’s early, grey morning. I’ve made tea, and now it’s cooling on the counter.…
A Wopat Affair
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Last night, I went to see A Catered Affair at the Thomas Kerr Theatre on Broadway. This was a fluke: one of the board members where I work called and said she had spare tickets for that evening, so I was off on the train to the city a few hours later. Tom Wopat was…
A Stream Running Up a Mountain
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O, love is never easy It’s almost always out of your way. It’s not the path of least resistance. It’s not some words you get to say. He is rough and she is gentle. He is smooth and she rocks like ice in gin. He is jittery and patient. She is cool and hot. I…
The Bad Wife
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That’s Me… The bad wife, the bad influence. The pancake and pale ale pusher. This photo (at right) illustrates the crazed result. My hubby has been trying to slim down and he’s been doing a great job of it, despite my existence. Perhaps you’ve read the blog he shares with my brother, Loser In Laws,…
Roof Over Head
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Guest Post from Grinder There was a homeless guy on the square, all smiles with his hands out and when you gave him change he was bless you and thank you and you would feel good. One day I walked out of Walgreens and there he was with a newspaper. I reached in and gave…
A Way to Occupy Her Time
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Photographer Julia Margaret Cameron took up her “hobby” at 49. The camera was a gift from her family, a way to occupy her time while her husband traveled for work. She set up her own darkroom at their home on the Isle of Wight. She kept a journal. She presented her own portfolio to the…
Bye-Bye Miss American Pie
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One of the biggest downsides to being married is the slim-to-none chance of ever-again receiving a mix tape. Mix tapes, of course, aren’t tapes at all. And this is not because they really AREN’T tapes anymore. Mix tapes are quite simply– love. They say: “I like you so much, I sat for 8 hours on…
