The high end sewing machines are all computerized, of course, and can cost thousands.
Needlework. I have long thought that it has been vital to feminine wellbeing. However, as in everything else, the American custom of domestic sewing is being radically altered by an interdependent world. My sisters and I saw this firsthand over the weekend. Read Full Post »
I could have been found frozen to death in my party shoes because of that mapping device.
I suppose that if I were a good citizen I would use this space to promote my political perspective on how government can be fixed. However, I would much rather fix the automobile industry. Read Full Post »
There is more to Ms. Romney than meets the eye.
How odd to wake up with Romney dreams. Read Full Post »
Why would you want to finance heart surgery for people who can’t be bothered to brush their teeth?
“I have to tell you this,” she said. “You have wonderful saliva.”
I was sitting in the chair at my dentist’s office getting a report from my dental hygienist after a cleaning. I confess that I had previously taken the quality of my saliva for granted. Now I know how fortunate I am. Read Full Post »
Another unrealistic expectation of our men is that they should have all the answers.
A few weeks ago, I was introduced to the term “wounded masculine.” A newspaper article yesterday reminded me of it, and it’s a concept that circumstances could well push center stage. Read Full Post »
The solution lies in the concept of threeness.
Here I am, nosing around with numerology again. This time the object of inquiry is Paul Davis Ryan, the running mate of Mitt Romney. Read Full Post »
This is where the man’s hairy finger plunges down his throat to elicit a gag before he throws the book across the room.
I have been thinking a lot about men lately, in an analytical way. This was stimulated by the reading of a novel. Read Full Post »
Don’t force women to live in something that looks like a funeral shroud. It will become prophetic.
When I looked out onto the portal this morning, I saw a single, shimmering strand of spider filament extending many feet from a post to the trumpet vine on the coyote fence. It made me think about our problem with Iran. Read Full Post »
For several years, these characters shared space in the barn with my sister’s composting worms.
People keep asking how I came up with the idea for my novel, The Inheritance, and this is a good place to explain. Read Full Post »
I will definitely wave. We are now friends.
There are many things that make Santa Fe a colorful and charming city, including the men who sell the New Mexican at certain intersections. For example, there is the guy at Zia Road and St. Francis who will give away a paper if you can answer a trivia question posted on a bulletin board. Then there is the comic with the funny hats at St. Francis and Paseo de Peralta north. But best of all is John O’Donnell. Read Full Post »