I think what we’ve both failed to appreciate is my desperate need for validation.
It’s the weekend. I write my blog. If I’m lucky, someone clicks the “like” button. If I wait a bit, maybe someone else does. A bit longer, and maybe someone else…
How can I possibly leave my computer to go and have breakfast when there’s the chance that there are people out there in the world beyond my screen who are liking me? It would be rude to abandon them.
Continue reading “saturday morning”
In a rare fit of truthfulness on the blog, I will admit that I am visiting my elderly mother for Christmas.
Having offered to cook Christmas lunch for whichever of the very limited family choose to attend, I decided that it was about time I stopped complaining about the inadequacies of the maternal kitchen and bought some kitchen knives that suit me. 
They say that Christmas is one of the most stressful times of year. That’s probably particularly true when it involves getting together groups of adults who seldom see each other and who all have their own set ways and habits.
Fortunately, my own family found the perfect place to go for a walk together on Boxing Day.
Continue reading “bylaws for inlaws”
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