by Francie | Nov 25, 2014 | Holiday
I was born to a Turkey Carver and I married a Turkey Carver. Call it Darwinian good luck or God saving me for something better, like blogging. Even though my dad was a master carver, I am not. I did not get that gene and I don’t care. I can roast the turkey, mash the...
by Francie | Nov 9, 2014 | Holiday, my dad
It’s been two-and-half years since my dad passed away. My friend warned me, mourning the loss of a parent is like a vortex. You are spinning around in life, feeling fine. Then suddenly you are sucked in to the sorrow and spit back out. You don’t know when it’s going...
by Francie | Oct 27, 2014 | Holiday, mom
“Welcome Fraidy Cats!” That’s the greeting signage at my front door for Halloween. Frankly, fraidy cats are welcome anytime of the year as I could use the company. Every day can be Halloween at my house. It’s not like it’s haunted or we dress in orange and black...
by Francie | Oct 15, 2014 | Francie
Growing up in the 70s, I was lucky to be told I could be whatever I wanted to be by mom. She was a huge fan of Gloria Steinem, admiring the voice she didn’t have to promote equal rights for women, at least not publicly. She could tell me. Over forty years...
by Francie | Sep 24, 2014 | Family, Food, rant
Revenge is sweet sometimes. Yes, the feeling of getting even is gratifying but often times it comes about by a mean act, sinful really. Sometimes revenge can be a way to settle the score, nicely. A time when nobody gets hurt but the message is heard. I found myself in...
