
I sometimes get attached to other people’s houses. Sometimes people I don’t even know. When I was a kid we drove an hour every Sunday to see my grandparents; I spent the time both ways waiting to see certain houses. This wasn’t an early appreciation for architecture; the main attraction was two stories, since we [...]









After becoming a writer, artist, TV journalist, mother and breast cancer survivor----I realize nothing turns out the way we expect. So I blog about handling the big and little things — with humor, humanity, and hope.




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