Blog Fodder

I helped my mom move this week from my childhood home. It was rather a bittersweet time, but emotion was quickly replaced by panic and the need to get everything packed up and[…]

Most of the time I write from home at the dining room table, my laptop in front of me and a few of my favorite possessions on either side. And there’s usually a[…]

I ran out of yellow silky merino yarn yesterday so I drove to the local craft store I normally buy from. But they were all out of the yellow color I needed so[…]

I had dinner with my friend Aaron last night. Aaron is as calm as I am neurotic. He’s like an iceberg- steady, composed and easygoing- so basically we’re complete opposites which is why[…]

A dear friend texted me the other day after reading Drama, Drama, Drama and asked for another Mark and Chelly blog. The request made me remember the below blog entry I had written[…]

I remember the good ol’ convivial days of PMS fondly now that I’m in menopause and on the maximum dosage of estradiol. My mind and body are on a perpetual carnival ride of[…]

Sometimes when I’m doing routine chores, introspective, witty thoughts pop into my head and I immediately want to write them down but as soon as I have the time to sit at a[…]

My best friends, Aggie and Christina, adore my egg salad and I frequently tag them in Facebook recipe videos where people are adding things like celery, artichokes, capers and onions to their egg[…]

I originally wrote a variation of this blog Wednesday and then had Mark read it before posting. The conversation went down something like this: Me: Is the blog ok? Mark: It’s… about ME.[…]