a rainy Sunday epiphany

Jul 31, 2022

1 min read

I’ve been watching a collection of 1930s horror movies. I have never been invited to an old family manor or castle. I’ve never driven, or been driven, up a windy drive in a storm at sunset.

I’d change that immediately if I knew how.

Does anyone living in such a home want to invite me over? I’ll bring wine and cheese. But please, no angry mobs with torches and pitchforks.

Recent Posts

See All

hey, wix, it’s me, misha

Soooo . . . It’s been awhile. It’s totally me, not you. I take full responsibility for flaking. I do check in every week to look at analytics, but that’s only because it seems like if I only open wix

I washed the dishes. No, really, y’all. I washed the dishes.

I’m trying to think when I started washing the dishes. Every day, I mean. Not like when as a child did washing the dishes become one of my chores.* It might be one year ago. I could scroll back throug

Does everyone else have this much drama doing yard work? Or it really just me?

I’ve been patching up the lawn mower bag for a couple of years. It’s a Sears brand, so it’s not like I can just go on the store site for a replacement. Also I bought this mower in March 2002, possibly

Comments

Post: Blog2_Post

Post: Subscribe

Subscribe Form

a rainy Sunday epiphany

Recent Posts

Comments

Subscribe Form