I look fabulous?

I have been told I look fabulous.  This phenomenon started about nine months after Peter died.  Everywhere I went people would tell me I look amazing and truly mean the compliment.  When it first started happening I was so grief stricken that I just responded with a mumbled growl, similar to the way Vin Diesel […]

This is how the fuck I got here.

We always loved to treat our kids with ice cream cake for their birthdays.  Maybe because in both of our families Baskin Robbins’ ice cream cake meant something celebratory was happening.  Something much bigger than a birthday.  It meant the Pope was coming over for dinner, even though neither my husband’s family nor mine were […]