I posted a while back about “I AM” poems, and how I like to re-write mine from time to time because it helps me to…
I am cutting the cord. Or rather, I am cutting the cable. I’m not replacing cable with satellite and in my rural neck of the…
Faithful readers of Just Frances may recall that I blogged about my spare change about four months ago. They may also recall me blogging about…
I am one of those people who pushes herself a little (a lot?) too hard when there’s a goal to be met. But I’m trying…
My niece and nephew came out for a week of WSU summer camps. Parker to an overnight camp for smarty-pants kids and Haden to a…
Plinky asked me to describe the worst teacher I’ve ever had. I figured that since two teachers instantly came to mind, it was a big…
My nephew and I enjoyed a nice picnic dinner before spending two hours hiking Kamiak Butte last night. We’d decided before the trip that we…
A few months ago I had a great conversation about music with a perfect stranger. It seems we both liked the same sorts of random bits of…
I love food. Expensive food, cheap food, homemade food, and overly-processed food-like substances. The last is a group that I don’t get to enjoy often,…
My 13-year-old niece thinks I’m pretty cool. In fact, she’s gone as far as to give me the nickname “Aunt Awesome.” She looks up to…
I posted a while back about my mission to expand my incredibly eclectic music collection, intending to fill my iPod Classic of 40,000 songs. Since…
I’ve said goodbye to Frieda today and it makes me so sad. I know you’re probably thinking “It was just a car; what’s the big…
Because we all need a bit of inspiration from time-to-time… Learn to see things backwards, inside out and upside down. ~ John Heider To reach…
I would like to introduce myself as one who suffers from SUBS syndrome. Well, I guess I don’t really suffer from it, but the people…
Blogs are great for the ego. Here on Just Frances, I rule the content; it’s all about me and I can say anything I want.…
Uncle Mike finally found his way to the Palouse for a day of wine tasting! (Can you believe it!?) He showed up Saturday evening and…
Bexy has gotten her first non-rain-induced bath for the first time in more than a year. Paul and I used to wash her every 2-4…
For reasons unknown, I got an urge to finally take a trip up to the top of Steptoe Butte today. It was my first visit, which…
Last week I posted a silly ramble about all things fish. That ramble prompted a childhood friend to suggest we grab our poles and head…
Whatifs are terrible little things. They hold us back from doing all of the important things in life. They feed on fear and worry and self-doubt. But…