Well, that’s me home again to the great US of A. But you know what? I don’t feel that I’ve come home. I feel like…
I used to enjoy the confluence of seasons; the awkward meeting between weather patterns – one anxious to begin its reign whilst the other tries in vain…
I removed a large grasshopper from the house today using Paul’s special bug-removal jar. The old peanut butter jar took on the duty of bug…
It’s pickle season. That means that when I come home from work tomorrow the house will be full of people and pickle making supplies. Mmmm……
I had to smile today when I left the office and noticed several dozen extremely fit, extremely beautiful, young (legally so), skimpily-clad coeds milling around…
I’ve been Just Frances + One for a couple of days. It’s scary. It’s weird. It’s scary. It’s fun. And did I mention it’s scary?…
Today is International Left-Handers’ Day. Yay! A whole day set aside to celebrate the awesomeness of being a lefty! So, for my part of the celebration,…
When I run I think. Even when I’m listening to my iPod, my mind is racing through one thought after another. It jumps from here…
I was looking forward to the Moscow Farmers’ Market opening last year but Paul died before we ever made it there and I couldn’t bring…
When I got home from work today, I realised that I’ve not enjoyed a nice cuppa tea and a sit down after work since my…
I struggled with how to start this post, or if I would even write it at all because it’s hard to know how to “announce”…
in·spi·ra·tion ˌin(t)-spə-ˈrā-shən, -(ˌ)spi- (noun; 14th century) 1a: a divine influence or action on a person believed to qualify him or her to receive and communicate…
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…
I ran the Runner Stumbles 5K yesterday with my nephew. My cousin and her son joined us, too, which was a fun little treat. I…
When you live alone, especially after sharing your life with someone for so long, things change. Little things. Shoe storage locations are one of those…
I’m a runner. Or at least I used to be a runner. Now I sort of fake it. But I hope that eventually, I’ll remember…
My love for Martinis developed sometime in the summer of 2008. It was a drink that Paul and I spoke about trying for a long…
When I first began this blog, I jokingly commented that: “The content will be all over the place. You may visit one day and see…
I love stir fry. It’s amazingly awesome food. (Except for those icky water chestnuts and bamboo shoots that my folks always put in the stuff.…
It’s been about six months since I started working with the monument company on Paul’s headstone and I’ve finally seen the first photos of the…