Roomies
It was almost a year ago when I blogged about having an identity crisis because I had whispered the word “rent” into the ears of
It was almost a year ago when I blogged about having an identity crisis because I had whispered the word “rent” into the ears of
The last 24 hours have been, shall we say, a bit roller coastery and honest to God, this damn corona thing has taken my relationship
My second husband died three years ago yesterday. For the record, I stopped collecting husbands after Nate. For those of you unaware of who
I live in a small house in a small neighborhood in a small town in western New York. We have tree-lined streets, sidewalks everywhere and
Today, my first ex-husband (I collect them) stopped by my house because he was working nearby and needed something notarized (I’m a notary). He
It’s Friday and I’m sitting on my couch, recovering from an ovarian vein embolization, which is a super fancy name for a procedure used to