not food

An interesting thing about sharing your life with someone is the way you blur the lines between you and them. You can’t remember where that matchbook came from. There’s an old scarf in the closet, and you don’t know if you bought it for yourself or if it was a gift. Is that your book … More not food

more something else

My blog is pretty quiet on Sunday nights, especially during 3-day weekends when the Golden Globes are on TV, so I thought maybe I’d sneak this one by without anyone noticing. Then again, a lot of people said nice things to me about my Something Else post, and this turned out to be quite a … More more something else