I firmly believe that any human is mostly capable of doing most any realistic thing they decide to put time, energy, and effort into. I mean, I could be a dancer, but I just don’t dance. And I don’t know if I’m not meant to be a dancer. I could have missed my calling and the world is missing out on my art. Or maybe not! That’s why life is so much fun, you can’t really plan for what talent you might have or how you get to use it.
Monday: Why don’t you salvage some old clothes with Rit dye kits? I have two gorgeous shirts that I thought were totally ruined, one with bleach, and a white one […]
After the harrowing time I spent stranded and abused in Italy, I was exhausted and wrecked emotionally. Not really wrecked emotionally, I suppose. I was just tired. All that stress […]
At heart, I’m a minimalist. I crave empty rooms with tastefully chosen furniture, the perfect paintings, and golden accoutrements. I think it would be the height of luxury to live […]
I am still reeling as I write this. The events of this day were so remarkable and so unexpected that I’m not sure I’ll ever feel completely normal again. It was, I […]