Author: Calamity Jane
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A Virtual Garden Party
I’ve been meaning to update the Readers’ Blogs list for ages. I just had an extra half hour, with nothing else in particular to do (!!!) so, I finally got to it. I like the idea that we all keep up with each other a little bit, in this weird virtual community. Even though I’ve…
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The Greenest Clean
The Cleaning is going quite well, thanks for asking. I’m 90% done, at the point where I would normally call it good e-damn-nough and stop. But I told you I was on a terror. Today in fact is my day to finish. After a morning in my garden, and an afternoon of writing, of course.…
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Someone Has to Wear the Apron
I used to scorn aprons, and everything they stood for. I thought women wore aprons because they didn’t want to get any real life on their fancy clothes. I thought cleaning was for fetishes. I was against immaculate houses, and when it came down to it, kind of against houses. I used to love how…
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Merry, Merry Dingleberry
Come November, when the grocery store started in heavy on the towers of cheap Christmas stuff, a rock of dread grew in my stomach. I asked My Man, in half seriousness, if we could just skip the presents this year. He gave me a Look. I told him frankly that I’m worried about my long…
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Weather Punch
New Orleans is insane. Two days ago I was talking to my dad on the phone, wishing him Happy Thanksgiving. I was walking the Babe around the block, because he was fussy and often walking is the only way to proceed with life. “You’re outside right now?” My dad asked, from his faraway Alaska home.…
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