#pizza #boardwalkfries and #gelato

‘You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right.’--Maya Angelou A couple of days ago, I started talking about how hometowns change but our feeling and memories remain the same. My husband has been away from home since he was eighteen years old and joined …

Continue reading #pizza #boardwalkfries and #gelato

Remembering Delaware Fondly

‘When you finally go back to your old home, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed but your childhood.’--Sam Ewing When we first learned we’d be moving from North Carolina to Oregon back in 2013 for MarshFox’s job, we planned our trek across America to accommodate stops to see all our friends and …

Continue reading Remembering Delaware Fondly

Le Hotel de Poulet

**Revised from a post made many moons ago when my career was first taking off.** Around ten years ago, I had two titles to my name and had been working on the third for quite some time before I submitted to the press I’d call home for the next few years, until I pulled back …

Continue reading Le Hotel de Poulet

The Sweet Tea Mafia #SteaM

Sort of brings a vision of a flock of genteel southern ladies gathered on a sprawling front porch surrounded by geraniums, doesn't it? Can't you just envision them gossiping and carrying on in low-country drawl interspersed with the occasional bout of laughter like sugar spoons razing fine crystal, tinkling and singing. Some months back, I …

Continue reading The Sweet Tea Mafia #SteaM

#categoricalcrisis

I find myself recently thrown into a dilemma that I’m happy to have happened into, yet confused as to how to proceed through. On the one hand, the discovery of this dilemma has cleared up a host of questions, and on the other, it’s brought up a host of questions. When I first began my …

Continue reading #categoricalcrisis

Fruit Blossoms and Dopamine

I just wrote last week about how #winterworn I was and here we are a week later and it seems spring has sprung, or it’s at least trying its hardest, as an old unattributed poem goes. I’m not sure the weather is befitting what we might think spring weather should be in all places as …

Continue reading Fruit Blossoms and Dopamine

It Doesn’t Always Hit You Like a Brick

I was at my spa last week and while my massage therapist was working me over, helping to ease my carpal tunnel syndrome and a squirky shoulder problem I have, we were discussing the fact that we each know a lot of individuals who’ve never enjoyed the benefits of massage simply because they have an …

Continue reading It Doesn’t Always Hit You Like a Brick