Yesterday I tackled the file cabinet. It wasn't that it was so disorganized - just unused. It's still solid, outliving my needs. I appreciate it for what it ...

Yesterday I made a huge pot of pinto beans. They simmered all day and made my home smell like my childhood - we ate a lot of beans growing up and they were d...

I watched the movie last week and loved it. It's sticky, you know? Lots to think about. Art! It does that to ya. The thing that most resonated with me was Za...

This morning on the beach I found a message in a bottle. I was head clear, eyes eating up the ocean view, and I stumbled over a small glass jar. I thought it...

Part of me laughed as I typed that title. Me? A runner? But I am. I am slow, and I am new to the running journey but I am a runner. And I love running! I enj...

A ziploc bag of spaghetti sauce sags on the counter, slowly defrosting until I pour it out onto noodles for dinner. I've been reading Hard Times by Charles ...

Things leave their marks on us. While I had a handsome baby boy in November, I still look a bit pregnant. My Dad survived a heart attack last week but has a ...

In 2018 I posted on my favorite books of the year and I had a long list, with quotes and everything. But I didn't have a sweet, huggable newborn son then. S...

The year is not over yet, I know. But I'm in full on reflection mode and I'll probably write more on the year over the next two weeks...so bear with me. This...

Throughout my teen years I had a good family friend with whom I occasionally played tennis. He was a fantastic tennis player and helped coach our town's high...

Ikea and I met afresh after a long hiatus last week. I came home laden with useful things: matching spice jars (I have had a spice jar epiphany*), a collapsi...

Sometime in the early morning Samantha had a nightmare. She said it was about sharks. I had been having a nightmare until I heard her sniffles outside our do...

I am enjoying being part of a writing group. We set out some practices for ourselves this summer where we pick a word and then free write about whatever come...

"And to write is to sow and to reap at the same time." Ellie Wiesel in Memoirs Mr. Wiesel is an author and holocaust survivor. I'm reading his memoir and sav...

Dale and I had fancy drinks and sushi at a rooftop bar in Bellevue on Saturday night. It had been a dream of mine since I'd heard about these outdoor, high-f...

Well, feeling the baby halfway through this pregnancy is awesome. I sit down in my bedroom reading chair and lift my big legs onto the ottoman and little jum...

One mid-July evening, when the jewel colors of the Chehalis and Wishkah rivers and the hills of Douglas Firs sparkle their brightest, Dad took Stephen and I ...

I recently took a trip back to Indiana to visit family and friends. It was only my fourth time back to visit the land of my husband’s birth and the stomping ...

I set out to make 2019 the year of writing and of reading Shakespeare. I've been plugging away on my laid out plans to do just that when I hit a season of sl...

Recently a wise woman told me to ask more questions. I thought this great advice but I asked her why anyway. “It’s the only way to love people,” she said. I’...