Russell
At my grandfather's memorialMy uncle Russell is my grandfather's little brother. A year and a half apart. They shared a bed as children, they were both soldiers in WWII, they worked together on newspapers, they drank together, they loved each other. They were close.Russell was a German POW. As a prisoner he was marched halfway to Russia and back again. When the war ended he weighed just 90lbs.He taught me how to use a c

Closet Tour
I counted yesterday.I have 40 dresses that I wear, plus two (pre-pregnancy) that are a little tight around the ribcage, but are my FAVORITES, and are simply not slated for donation. Ever.I do, by the way, regularly go through my clothes and donate/purge/etc.I just wear a lot of dresses.I think I look better in dresses than in anything else that the world has to offer, as far as my body type is concer

Compare and Contrast
Me, the last time I saw most of the people I saw last night:Me, last night:

It's a beautiful day, and six year olds play chess
Hope you had the best Thanksgiving ever!If you see this message in your reader or via facebook, we're all good. If you're on another site? Some mouth-breather probably scraped my feed. Please

Thankful, in Photos
I only feel a little bit bad about how long this page is going to take to load for slow connections.Not being here doesn't mean I don't love you.It means I couldn't find your photo.I love you.Give your cherished ones a squeeze today.Give thanks.Happy Thanksgiving