I woke up kind of okay until my brain started up and reminded me that I was dreaming about Carolyn again last night. I keep going over the way it ended and wondering if I wish I'd done it differently, or if it's just that I'm sad it's over, including my illusions.

Some gay activist, Shane Windmeyer, writes on The Huffington Post today about going ( Read more... )

It's an easy mistake to make, assuming that the foodie/lifestyle writer/editor working from home would want to do all of the household cooking. And we made that mistake together for more than a year before I started to crack. My workload crept up until what had made sense at first became unsupportable. Kevin recently offloaded some of my chores, ( Read more... )

A quickie to say that I'm well and so are my loved ones. Carolyn got herself a job today, so congratulations are due. We had a date for today, anyway, and then she got this job interview this morning, so our lunch became a celebratory outing. I've just dropped her home and walked the dog back with me ( Read more... )