Stuck at home in early December with a cold, I found myself too cranky and restless to just curl up with a good book and get better. When my eye fell on that overflowing underwear drawer I’d been telling myself I’d clean out one of these days, I dumped the contents on my bed and
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Lessons from the Loaf
I have always wanted to learn to bake bread. In the long dark days after losing Nicky I decided it was time to start, without really understanding why. I suppose it seemed comforting, life affirming, nurturing for all of us. It was something to do at a time when, in fact, there was nothing any
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Last Wednesday had been a crummy day but I made a valiant effort to shake off the gloomy mantle weighing me down as I prepared to see my favorite band in concert: Portland home town favorites Pink Martini. I had been so excited when I bought the tickets, vowing to pretend to be young and
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