And we never did stop talking and you still light up the room/ I was made for sunny days. I make due with gray/ I was made for sunny days and I was made for you. – There’s a song Rand has been playing a lot recently. It breaks my heart a little, each time…
I want to say thank you to everyone who, either on the blog, in person, or via email, expressed their sympathies about our fiasco at the Plaza Inn and Suites in Ashland. Your sympathies were much appreciated, but as I look through the pictures, I wonder if all the attention you’ve given me is undeserved.…
When I woke up this morning, my husband was curled up next to me. He even had even moved his head over so that we were sharing a pillow. This is no small thing, since we have a king-size bed. It reminded me that even when things are crazy, we occasionally have 6 or 7…
Dear Rand, I just wanted to say thanks. For waiting until I’ve photographed your food before you start eating (even when you’re starving). – For getting us to the airport waaay too early, even if it means that we’ll be sitting around for the better part of an hour, because you know I freak if…
I am always amazed when I rifle through old vacation photos. There are pictures of Rand and myself from only a few years ago, but, dear god, it might as well be a lifetime ago. As I stare at them, I wonder what exactly we were wearing. And what’s going on with our hair. In…
Rand has been in London for the last few days. Normally, I go with him, but given the current cost of tickets, and the fact that I’ve been to the U.K. twice in the last year, it seemed okay to sit this one out. Besides, it was a relatively short trip, and this afternoon, he’s…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
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