What Alice Forgot sat on a table in my bedroom for months, and every time I passed by that table I would think, “I need to read that book.” I had heard good things about it and loved the other Liane Moriarty books I’ve read, so I was really looking
He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink. ~Virginia Wolfe I had trouble falling asleep Saturday night, so I got up and eventually found myself “shopping the house” to accessorize my latest living room arrangement.
There is an article called “Going Back to school: The 1970s vs. Today circulating on Facebook. It takes me back…right down to the corduroys, Toughskins, striped t-shirt and culottes. It was ‘fashion for less’ at its best. I loved my avocado colored culottes with the matching gold-buttoned vest. I wore
As I was lying in bed the other night, my thoughts were about a boy; a former student of mine whose mother worried over him. In different conversations, she would mention certain observations and behaviors that concerned her: loss of appetite, trouble sleeping, fatigue… As I thought about our conversations