When Your ‘Fiancé’ Finally Graduates High School
It was the year of our Lord 2009. I had just finished my Master’s degree and the night before my graduation party, …
A dozen years of musing
Whoa. This morning Facebook reminded me that The Bluest Muse turned 12 yesterday. (And yes, I missed it. Again.) Twelve whole years …
Milestones on wheels
I watched a milestone drive away last night. After a few years of keeping the driveway occupied, my old Corolla-mobile set off …
Wist and wonder at life’s seasons
The first of three alarms would blare at 5:30 a.m., with back-ups set for 5:34 and 5:36, respectively. (I learned after the …
Family, love and light
We used to visit them in the Blue Mountains outside of Walla Walla, Washington. Summer vacations where my mom would ship my …
80s Easter awesomeness
It used to be frilly lace, hats, and gloves, combing the church lawn for chocolate eggs in pastel foil, baskets bursting with …
The quest for Grandma’s ham and bean soup: A for-now recipe
Not-quite-Grandma’s ham and bean soup with kale and extra veggies. Roast beef. Campbell’s chicken noodle soup. “Yellow meals” of box mac-n-cheese, hot …
A journaling fool
Can I tell you how grateful I am that blogging didn’t exist during my childhood? As a kid who read Holocaust memoirs …
Flashback Friday #5
I walked back in time this week. Back to the days where lung-searing breezes and melt-your-soul temperatures were a daily experience. Ugh. …
Flashback Friday #4
I would like the record to state that–Christmas decorations aside–my contribution to the Redden family garage mess is now contained in but …