Even before I was in grade school, my father used to scour thrift stores and garage sales for clothes that we could use to play dress up. He found things like a feather boa, a fancy feathered hat, a fez, a fireman’s hat, a Chinese embroidered silk purse, a Japanese kimono, rhinestone necklaces, many-layered petticoats, chandelier screwback earrings, slips with lace trim, beautiful old men’s ties, an embroidered fringed shawl, and many flowered scarves.… Read more
I want to grow herbs and vegetables on my windowsills and deck. I don’t have a yard at present, so I’m going to try container gardening. I can sit pots and boxes on the sills and deck. I can also attach rows of containers to the deck railings, sit pots on shallow shelves, and make bottle towers out of stacked 1-liter soda bottles (minus the bottoms) filled with soil.… Read more
My son-in-law feels left out. I made my grand daughter, age 16 months, a knitted cotton bathrobe for Christmas, but it took forever and I didn’t have time to make anything for anyone else. And besides, I thought they were all a bit sick of getting scarves and sweaters and hats and mittens.… Read more
One of the most frightening parts of being a parent comes when you remember all the stupid things you did as a child and, especially, as a teenager. I can’t help but wonder how I survived. During the normal course of growing up, we all take chances that, in retrospect, seem daft.… Read more
One personal adjustment I had not anticipated having to make when I moved from the US to Canada was Thanksgiving. In Canada, we celebrate Thanksgiving in October. Somewhat ironically, considering the part Native Americans play in the American myth of Thanksgiving and the role Columbus had in the ultimate destruction of that culture, in Canada we celebrate the gratitude holiday on the same weekend that Columbus Day is observed in the US.… Read more
The arc of the American Dream: go to school, graduate, get a job, work hard so you can buy a house, pay the mortgage for years and years while you raise your children, retire and realize the house is too big or you want to live somewhere else, sell the house and buy your dream retirement home.… Read more
My daughter and granddaughter come to visit at least once a year I wish it were more, but they live a thousand miles away and don’t have a lot of disposable income. So I pay for the flight and really can’t afford that myself more than once per year.… Read more
I’m sixty-five this year. There, I’ve said it. I’ve never had a dancer’s body. Well, maybe when I was five. But sixty years later, not so much.
But I love to act and sing, which means musical theater is a natural for me.… Read more
My granddaughter is now three. She comes to visit me once a year (I live 1000 miles away, after all). So, every time she visits, she will be a year older. The toys that entranced her from her previous visit will be baby toys this time.… Read more
How to entertain the grandkids? The age-old problem. My lifestyle has moved on a bit from the toddler stage, and there are only so many age-appropriate toys I can keep for them year-to-year. So how about making some toys?
Playdough comes immediately to mind.… Read more