Stairway to Heaven
Early last November, I stood at the foot of our stairs and stared at our ugly stair runner for the umpteenth time, willing it to
Early last November, I stood at the foot of our stairs and stared at our ugly stair runner for the umpteenth time, willing it to
We are still in the throes of refinishing our stairs and it has been raining sawdust here for, let’s see … ETERNITY. The forecast for
Last night, I dreamed I was stranded in the Sahara Desert. A barren wasteland of sand. And grit. And desolation. And despair. And then I