Sweet, sweet death

OK, as usual, I’ve been fuming about things all day. So, let’s end this on a happy note before tomorrow’s next winter storm hype drives me batty. There’s nothing quite so domestic and comfortable  [more...]

It’s another sunny warm day in San Jose — that sounds like a song by Dionne Warwick, doesn’t it? I’ve just been puttering around the house doing not much of anything. Washing clothes, taking out  [more...]

And last night when I got back to my room, there was a message that a package was waiting for me. I grumpily made my way back down to the basement to get the package… and discovered that it was a box of flowers  [more...]