One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
Color me…
You've probably noticed, but I have a thing for color. Some potters - and I admire them for this - have a simple palate. It's...
My Black Friday/Small Business Saturday/Cyber Monday HaldeCraft plans
I grew up working retail. Not just like some of my friends, working counter jobs for beer money while they went to school, but full-on...
Checking in
We went to Disney last week, and while we didn't plan to go to The Happiest Place on Earth right after the election - we'd...
But first, I have to do this
Sometimes I feel like my day is one giant game of "for the want of a shoe, the war was lost" combined with... what's that...
Too early; no brain; send coffee
I have already written three posts this morning and deleted all of them, because I am just not really awake enough to formulate coherent thoughts...
I’m good enough, I’m small enough, and gosh darn it…
... people like me! I know, I know, it's supposed to be "smart enough". But today I want to talk about being small. I have...
Hello? Heeelllllooooooo? Right, then. Imma be the light.
I found out yesterday that somehow the RSS feed for this blog has been borked for about three months... which explains why no comments since,...
