Being Cantankerous Because I Feel Like It
Last week I raved about my beautiful but desolate riding arena at the front of my little farm. My other...
Aging Cantankerously: Downsize This!
Ten days after solstice and it's already staying light longer. Want to wish me a happy one-year-older? On January first,...
The Year-End Tally. Call It Aging Cantankerously
It's the limbo week between Christmas and the New Year. The sunset of the year, if there is such a...
To Have a Dog Like Jolene
Mister is trying out his new self-appointed position of Joy Police. Someone has got to put a stop to...
Jolene Gets the Girl Flu
I didn’t know whether I should mention this. Is it too private to share? For questions of social etiquette, I...
Family on Thanksgiving: Jolene’s Heart is Full
Remember that Thanksgiving painting by Norman Rockwell? With a jovial white-bread family leaning into frame with smiling, delighted faces? A...
Jolene’s Bathroom Habits
It was a bathroom sort of week here, in that way that the entire universe can fit in a small...
Writing a Letter About Books and Ordinary Days.
Here on the high desert prairie, the grasses are a flat dry tan, and we won't see green again all...
Jolene’s Teen Angst and Roller Derby Bravado
Saints preserve us. This weekend, Jolene is having her friend, Tachi, sleep over. I'll believe the sleep part when I...
The American Kennel Club Warns Me About Jolene
You know when you catch a toe and you have a little stumble and try to right yourself. Suddenly, you’re...
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